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How NOT to Start Your Adventure Round the World

The triumphant exit, Karl and I smiling at each other as we stroll through security with our upgraded boarding cards in hand, the camera fades to black and the string section soars to a glorious crescendo…that’s how I pictured it. Instead, I was ready to kill somebody by the time we had taken off. This is how NOT to start your adventure round the world!

Do NOT Fail to Pack Correctly- Part One

I knew what I was taking, I knew it had to fit in the bag, but I had never taken such a long trip and so I didn’t know the best way to pack it all. I packed and re-packed the whole day before our departure date. And then I woke up the next day and started the packing re-packing cycle all over again. Things went into my bag, came out again and went back in, in a different order. I had a time limit, I was off for brunch with my parents and some family friends, and so the last packing session came to close and we head out.

 

Do NOT Forget to Relax at Brunch

I was ALL over the place! My body may have been sitting at the table at the small Brighton cafe, but my head was in India, up in Nottingham with Karl and rifling through my backpack. The conversation washed around me as I smiled and nodded. I have never been good at focusing on the day of a holiday, I’m too excited. Add to that the apprehension of the unknown and I didn’t stand a chance. I had a look in my bag for some silly thing or other and realised I had forgotten the insurance documents as well as other paperwork I really needed. We demolished the rest of our food and called a taxi.

A quick example of where my head was.

 

Do NOT Fail to Pack Correctly – Part Two

I ran back up the stairs into the front room and scanned the floor. THERE it is! I grabbed the clear plastic wallet containing the insurance documents and all the photocopies of our passports and visas; very important stuff. I removed a few bits from the backpack and slid it down the back. The bag was zipped back up and I ran back down the stairs and into the taxi…leaving the things I’d removed behind. I didn’t realise until I was in India and I went to take my contraceptive pill, “OH NO” (is the polite version of what I shouted).

 

Do NOT Fail to Pack Correctly – Part Three

I made it to London Heathrow Airport and found the Virgin Atlantic check in desks. Waiting anxiously, I couldn’t stop my heart jumping every time someone entered the terminal. Eventually, Karl appeared and to my dismay, he only had a carrier bag with him. Surely he didn’t pack THAT lightly!? It transpired that all his belongings were in the back of his family’s car, in many more carrier bags. We all had to get the bus out to the long stay car park so Karl could fill his backpack. I wasn’t impressed. It took a good twenty minutes back to the car park and then we all had to stand around as Karl played backpack jigsaw. My parents had to calm me down. Eventually, we got back on a bus to Terminal 3 and we finally checked in our bags. The check in agent mentioned an aircraft swap but the boarding cards said 54F and 55F so that was good enough for me.

We FINALLY dropped off our luggage with the Virgin Atlantic staff

 

Do NOT Ruin Your Goodbyes

I was livid. The delay had cost us all of our relaxing airport time and we had to head straight to the gate. Karl’s parents wanted to take photos of us going off on our adventure and I really tried to smile but I was about 30 seconds from throwing my boarding card away and living under the sofa for five months. Honestly, I don’t feel great about the mood I was in, but at the time, I couldn’t shake it off. I was NOT looking forward to spending five months in Karl’s company.

The “I will kill you” smile

 

Do NOT Cry on Your Flight

We walked down the plane’s aisle looking at the row numbers…..numbers. Oh goodness me, not letters. In our stressed state at the check in desk, we hadn’t realised that we were sat one behind the other, in middle seats. The dreadful evening caught up with me and I burst into tears. I couldn’t help thinking that the entire trip would be terrible. The poor man next to me was really shocked that the small blonde woman next to him was bawling her eyes out like a three year old. He took pity and moved into Karl’s middle seat so we could sit together. Whoever you are, wherever you are, you are a hero!

Not actually our plane but you know….

 

Do NOT forget to see the funny side

I wish I had been in a better mood throughout this first evening. There was so much to look forward to. It’s weird, I experienced the same bad mood on my wedding day. I think it was all too much after so much planning, too much pressure, or maybe I had used up all my excitement? Either way, these experiences turned out to be amazing and the next five months really were the best of my life!

Rosie xx

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8 thoughts on “How NOT to Start Your Adventure Round the World

  1. Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome everyone to the world of Flying Fluskey, and we are your hosts, Rosie and Karl Fluskey. Come and find out more about us…
    Many moons agoRosie works for Virgin Atlantic Airways as a check in girl, sending people off on their adventures and chatting about travel as much as possible. She is sight impaired and so can miss the odd detail. She is your narrator.
    Karl has a collection of jobs including Steward Supervisor at the iconic Royal Albert Hall in London and a whole load of charity work. He is the patient and long-suffering husband who is Rosie’s ever-excellent travel buddy.
    January 2015, South Africa 
    Rosie and Karl in Budapest for New Year’sOur insatiable wanderlust sends us jetting about on holiday as much as possible. Since first got together in 2006, we have visited five continents and over forty countries. Travel is a therapeutic, confusing, interesting, frustrating, self-awakening and super fun hobby. So many of our stories start “When we were in….” because we learn so much more when we are away from home. We have gathered a wealth of experiences and Rosie has come to the point that she may burst unless she shares them with the world. If we can inspire your travels, share in your travels or even just give you ten minutes to dream about travel, we will consider it a job well done.

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  2. Love this post. It really is best to not have any expectation when traveling because there are million of things that can go wrong. Thanks for sharing!

  3. Thank you for showing the ‘real’ side of travel, and not just the ‘everything is perfect’. Travel days are just like every other day in our week – some better than others. I’ve been trying to find a way to show the true side of travel and greatly appreciate seeing yours. You did a wonderful job of showing truth, keeping your humor and making us want to see the next chapter of the trip!

    1. I am king of glad that our travels aren’t always perfect or I’d have no stories to tell. Plus doesn’t it make you feel like you’ve earned the days that are glorious, sitting on a deck with a cocktail doesn’t taste half so good unless you’ve had to work hard for it 🙂

  4. This post cracks me up – although I now feel mean for laughing! This is deffo not how to start a trip off but I bet you appreciated your arrival in India much more! We have been on three ‘big travel’ trips now and none have started off well:
    First travel – My flight was booked for the right day only a month before!!!! Massive panic and additional flight booked costing far too much!
    Second travel – Arrived 5 hours early, plenty of time to shop and browse and then casually walk to the gate…. in the wrong direction! Run to the correct gate just in time!
    Third travel – Accident on M25 meaning we checked in JUST and another ran all the way to the gate!

    Happy travels1

    1. Oh thank goodness you laughed. I do now (whilst also hiding my head in my hands with embarrassment).

      I book tickets for the wrong day on a strangely regular basis. It’s like my brain has its own secret diary that I’m not allowed to see.

      I would never drive on M25 to get a flight. I work at LHR and people are stuck on there every day. SO many change fees for missed flights!!

      I think it’s all genetic. My mum turned up for a flight 12 hours late because she forgot that 08:00 meant the morning (she’s not even American so she really should have understood the 24 hour clock!!)

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