Pre Wallaby Post

Its about 4 more hours till I go to the airport for my Australia bound flight. I'll be gone for the next 3 weeks, down under firing big explosives at inanimate objects. My feeling now is apprehensive but excited. Life there will have its discomforts, but at the end of the day, it should be an amazing experience. Having never gone overseas with the SAF, I have no idea what to expect. But I couldn't have chosen a finer group of people to share this experience with me. 

I'll be documenting the whole thing in a journal. Hopefully, I won't just write two days and leave it there, like I did with all my other journals. I'll transcribe the whole thing on my blog during the block leave after I'm back. You can look forward to that.

All my affairs are set in order. The only thing missing is sending off Gerlynn, which I won't be able to do. Gerlynn, if you're reading this, you've been an amazing friend, and the heart and soul of our little family. 403 would definitely not have been the same without you, and thank you for all the happiness and delicious baked goods you have brought to us. You'll probably cry a bit, but remember that everyone is cheering for you and you'll always have friends eagerly awaiting your return. 

There. Everything has been taken care of. Time to go.

I depart a trainee.

I will return a Tank Commander.