My little warped mind is a mish-mash of plans for visits to far flung places and world domination lately. In short, I have absolutely no idea what I want to do. My latest ditty is:
Instead of planning a mad lengthy (and expensive) Australian visit, then why not just do a short one….soon. Yes, I am an impatient bastard. I could treat it as a scouting mission, ib dib dib and all that.
I’m thinking Chrimbo/New Year time. Can I raise the necessary cash to go before then? Probably… at a very a big push (i.e. not leaving the house, ‘forgetting’ to pay some bills and eating just beans for a month) but then I’d be pushed for spending money and have to count the pennies. In all honesty I can’t go, but it hasn’t stopped me checking out flights/hostels etc. Although it would satisfy my itchy feet, the money I’d spend would be better spent on a superior visit next year. A man can but dream.
My next, currently in progress plan, which is more realistic (and cheaper): is a visit to the Big Apple for Christmas or New Year. I don’t like Christmas/New Year, but if I was in New York I could pretend I was in Santa Claus: The Movie. How brilliant would that be?
I have a friend who moved there a year or so ago and none of us have been for a visit yet. I’ve never been over there before so I suggested it to a couple of mates last month and they’ve said they’ll go, but we’re yet to confirm/book anything. I’m kicking people’s arses as I type because the longer we go without booking anything, the less time this penniless gimp has to save/beg for cash.
So many ideas and plans.
Oh, and even though I can’t afford it, I had a “fuck it, why not…yes, I’ll go”’ moment last week…and I’m going to Lisbon for a few days in a couple of weeks.
So little money.
I’ll be outside the train station (with a dog tied to a piece of string), selling The Big Issue before I know it:
“Big Issue….thanks anyway, have a nice day.”
I’m sure I can pull that off with some panache. It never fails to make me feel a bit guilty.