Portugal

So I go to Portugal tomorrow morning. The holiday that Scary Starer and I was meant to go on together for his birthday present.
I've packed to run away and never come back.
I've changed up more money to last me a life time. (well not really).
I've got my translation phrasebook.
It's all pretty shit.
I've never not ever not looked forward to a holiday apart from this one.

It's going to be emotional.
FUCK!

=(