I'm on my way...

6 hours and 271 miles in, and I've made it to the Aberdeen Airport; so far, so good.  

I was up early for my last work out and final packing then drive the dogs to Inverness.  The roads were good and the temperature not too bad, just above zero.  Thatcher made a fuss getting into the car, looking generally terrified, but I chucked him in unceremoniously and off we went.  

3 hours later we pulled into the kennel.  The wife didn't look too pleased, I surmised this was because they weren't expecting anyone.  When I showed them the e-mail accepting my reservation, the husband boomed "my fault" and now the wife wasn't sure who to be mad at - let's be honest, we've all been there.  

The kennel was nice and full of cute dogs; I said hello to everyone - my dumb dogs charged in not even noticing their cute companions.  Thatcher was very excited to be outside and was running around like a maniac, which made the husband laugh.  

When we put him in his kennel he looked like someone had done him wrong - confused at how this supposed adventure had taken such a turn.  Maggie was not bothered - it's all the same to her.  

I said goodbye and the husband said, don't worry I will take them for a walk when they settle down.  Seriously, how can you now worry?  

I continued on to Aberdeen, and this road turned into a complete ballache.  There are millions of roundabouts, and this is supposed to be the main road.  It took me 2.5 hours to go the 86 miles and I frankly think that says it all!  I parked up at the Marrriot where I got a park and ride room, which I thought was very clever.  I got a room and 14 days parking for about half what I'd have paid for long term parking. 

Checked in, they drove me to the airport and I had 3 hours to spare.  So tempting fate, I went to Jason and my table at Wetherspoons and had a chicken burger, onion rings, and french fries - I am guessing the food over the next 15 days will be very different from this - so I decided to live it up.

It's 2230 in Bali right now...

For those who are wondering, I am very excited about this trip.   I am a little horrified to be going so far by myself, but I've travelled on my own often enough that I know I prefer my company over most, but still I sometimes think - I can't believe I am doing this?!?