Firstly, can I say hello Texas!! I’m finally here and so excited that words can’t even begin to explain! Keep checking the site as I’m planning to post loads of piccies - although the level of their “randomness” is bound to vary, depending on the time of day at which they were taken and levels of alcohol consumed - woo hoo!

The first issue of the day was that I probably should have looked up the term “capsule wardrobe” before taking a literal trunk brimming at the edges. As I was sat on the plane, I was still convinced that they had some trailer of some kind at the back especially for my case! To me capsule wardrobe means that the clothes are timeless, well in my opinion I have lots of those - so there were lots to pack. Think I missed the point somewhere?!?

I should probably mention at this stage that as a last minute panic, I decided it would be a good to remove all heavy items and put them in my hand luggage as that was less likely to be weighed. Please someone remind me next time that generally the heavy items are liquids, which of course due to security you aren’t able to take onboard. I have no need to say anything further about it - let’s just say it’s still a bit of a sore point.

My last grumble and I swear it really is - I bought new luggage especially for the occasion - I like to think it has a certain youthful appeal about it, in a Hawaii-esque manner. That was of course until I turn up at Departures and find a 70 year old woman with the same bag. My automatic reaction included a certain amount of “mutton and lamb”. That was when my mid-life crisis hit me! When will I know to stop trying to be trendy? What if I don’t? What if I shouldn’t be already? Who even says that I am? Girl geeks aren’t always renound for their trendiness after all!

Well now that I’ve managed to stir up all of those emotions all over again - I’m off to find myself a tequila and dance in a line - I am in the right place aren’t I?

I promise to keep you up to my escapades as and when they happen although I’m a little concerned as I struggle to get by with everyday life in the country in which I was born. The question is….. are the States ready for me? Only time will tell!

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