Does this make me a “grown-up”?

“Dear Michelle,

It is very important that you read and understand the Insurance information on our site before you depart for Mexico…”

Now, I don’t know about other 21 year olds, but telling me to understand insurance is like telling me to do my taxes without Mum’s help.

My understanding doesn’t go far beyond; “Oh, so I’m covered for $250,000 if I get kidnapped? That’s nice.”

Getting ready for this trip has thrown me into Adult Land. Not that I don’t go there from time to time – I’d just rather avoid it and stay in my comfy Uni student hidey-hole. That I can do with ease.

But applying for a passport, booking flights, getting vaccination records, pretending not to be excited at getting a lolly after needed vaccinations, actually reading the terms and conditions (all the while searching for a different house to rent next year, mind you)… that shit is scary!

In saying all of that, I’d like to think that ANY first-time-traveler preparing for a trip overseas would feel similarly intimidated, no matter what their age… and I’ve come to the conclusion that Adult Land isn’t all that bad. In fact, I kind of like visiting it every now and then. Apparently, tackling a bit of paperwork can be your ticket out of your comfortable hidey-hole and on to some pretty cool adventures. But I have always had a sneaking suspicion that no one is ever really “grown-up” and permanently crossed-over into Adult Land… Maybe we just become a bunch of big kids who have to visit Adult Land with more frequency.

68 days to go!

Mish x

“If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up! Not me!”

– J.M Barrie