I haven't written here in a while. I'd say it's mainly due to a combination of laziness and a current lack of mental stimulation due to having this trimester off uni to travel. My brain seems to be just useless grey matter that Currently only serves the purpose of filling the otherwise barren space within my skull.
Despite this current condition I'm consoled by the fact that I'm going away in under 3 weeks to South America. Finally. All the time spent saving, working, getting needles, filling out paperwork and meeting with the travel agent appears to be coming to fruition. This time in 3 weeks I will be most likely lying on a picturesque beach in Rio de Janeiro, sipping on cocktails before partying all night for Carnivale. As fantastic as this all sounds I have one concern currently plaguing me. Rio is infamous for petty crime and I don't want my shit stolen. I will be fuming if I even get $20 stolen. This could be due to the fact that I'm a massive tight-arse (I once lost $5 on the pokies and I vowed to never play again and I haven't) or it could be because I have spent so much time thinking about ways of avoiding would-be thieves that I will be disappointed if they manage to out-manouvre me.
So this leads me to an explanation of this blogs title... I tried on some of my travel attire and looked at myself in the mirror and my first thoughts were "you really are your father's daughter" AND secondly, you are a fucking nerd. Here I am trying on money belts weeks in advance of my trip, setting combinations for bag locks and seeing how my backpack looks when worn on my front.
My conclusion, I'm going to look like the ridiculous cliche tourist I once mocked for my entire trip but oddly enough, I have came to the realisation that I have no qualms with this. I'm embracing my inner nerd.
