Looking back to this time last year, I was in full 'iron lung paralysis' over my fast approaching trip to India -- oooh, I don't like to be dependent on other people; ooooh, I will be a minority in a sea of exotics; ooooh, why shake up my comfort zone.... But I survived, learned a lot, and returned to tell the tale.
Twelve months later and I'm elbows deep into planning my next adventure -- and the only paralysis in sight is the hands of the clock tick-tick-ticking until departure.
Hello land of Ceasar, spaghetti, and my future Retirement! Italy, here I come!
