Perhaps I'm not doing the proper research for extended travel.

A week has passed. Since the last post, I have stopped working. That now makes two of us, unemployed team noplanes. I'm ready to travel right now, if it wasn't for unwinding some of the complexities of life that I seem to have acquired, such as an apartment or two, and a bunch of unimportant possessions. I've realised the concept of grabbing a small bag and heading off to the unknown, sits well with me. No tickets have been purchased, no further plans have been made. I'm pretty sure I'll pull the trigger tomorrow.

I've been doing some research. This week I watched the story of a guy who was sending kilo bags of hash from the Philippines to South Korea, through the post. Ultimately, he got greedy, and got stupid, and got caught. Another story was the young English girl sending hash, through the post, from India to Europe. She got greedy, and got stupid, and got caught. Moral of the story, perhaps I'm not doing the proper research for extended travel. But really, too much research is a bad thing. Why did Police Academy spawn seven sequels? All thanks to research. This journey needs to be spontaneous.

Damn. This is real life, not Police Academy, and I'm not Officer Carey Mahoney. I need to do some research.