Day 9: The Oath

Look at that, people. This blog post gets its very own title. Whoa, man.

I don't know how many of you have noticed, but I have a countdown on my blog. Those numbers are clicking down to the very moment that I step off the plane in SeaTac airport in December (in a perfect world, where there are no delays). That means that, from this moment, I have approximately 156 days to see and experience as much of Australia as I possibly can.

Additionally, now that I've found all-inclusive housing at a screamingly low price where I won't even need to pay for transportation on a daily basis, I can live on the housing allowance my parents gave me (including food) without tapping into my inheritance money. This means that I have a rather large sum of money to spend on said experiences and traveling opportunities without a whole lot of worry about running out too soon.

Of course, I'll have to save a large portion of that money for the final 4 weeks Russell and I plan to spend traveling around, and I'll need to set aside a sizable amount for my mid-semester trip to visit him in Perth, but I'm still left with more spare funds than I'm use to having. This means, essentially, that I can afford to do whatever I want.

So here's the plan: from now on, I say yes. Yes to everything that anybody suggests that I do, anywhere anybody invites me to go, anything that anybody wants me to try. If I'm invited to a concert, I say yes. If someone suggests surfing lessons, I say yes. If somebody wants to go watch a lecture from some obscure professor I've never heard of, I say yes. If I'm invited bungee jumping or sky diving or on a four-day trek out into the middle of the outback in a rented Winnebago, I say yes. Because I can afford the price, but I can't afford to miss the opportunity.

There are some obvious exceptions to this rule. No drugs, nothing that would betray my relationship status, and nothing that will get me killed. But everything else is on the table.

Additionally, I have to seek out at least one thing to do every week that is worth blogging about. So far that hasn't been a problem, and hopefully it won't become one, but just in case. :) And you all can hold me to that.

That's my plan, and I'm sticking with it, starting yesterday, when my new roommate invited me to go bushwalking (read: hiking) with him and some of his QUT friends in the Glasshouse Mountains. So that's what I'll be doing tomorrow. Hopefully I'll have some lovely pictures for you all.

Much love,
Morgan