I’m at least a good three days ahead of schedule.
Everything is packed except for a knitting project (or two!), some needles (checked in, of course), those lovely local yummies (acar and sambal prawn) that Nil is absolutely nuts about and a mini travel kit for my hand-carry containing some face moisturiser, cleanser, wipes and oh, the very important face mist.
It feels surreal…just packing for a holiday to meet a loved one. I wonder what it’ll be like comes migration time.