Well, I am on the move again. Just waiting in anticipation for my ride to the airport. I am off to Sydney for a night and then on to NYC/Connecticut, Vermont, then Maine and finally New Hampshire. I am feeling a bit sad leaving my family here (darrel and zoe), but they will be here when I get back. I hope Zoe doesn't think that I am totally abandoning her. She was just rehomed here only 6 weeks ago, I think she is familiar with the packing of bags and general flurry before departure. I think this is the most prepared that I have ever, EVER been for a major trip. I am sitting here relaxing and drinking a cup of tea. This is a good sign, although flying by the seat of my pants has never failed me before! I suppose I could unpack my bag and then pack it again, just to be sure I have a list of all the items that need to be declared at customs and that everything I am taking ACTUALLY needs to come with me, but I am over it. What is packed is going at this point. I am a bit worried about the 20 kg limit for luggage on my first flight, just because I am not really sure how much that is- I just don't think in metric for weight yet. My rides here!