Big, Disgusting Spiders

I keep on freaking myself out lately everytime I think about Australia. Not about the flying, the people, a job, etc., but the bugs and snakes!

I don’t know why, and it doesn’t even really make sense, but I keep on having these weird visions of snakes hanging from trees. Like hanging down from branches of trees, just as vines would. And then I picture myself mountain biking and wiping out into a big spider nest and totally losing it. Or seeing a tarantula sitting on the dinner table, and not knowing what to do. It’s so stupid, but I’m kind of worried something will eat me out there. I think I may have to carry a sharp pointy stick with me at all times…


That’s the only thing about Australia that’s not cool – the gross creepy crawley things out there. The birds and wildlife may be pretty and cute, but the bugs look scary! I really really hope it won’t be bad where I stay – otherwise I’ll be accused of acting like a “girl” everytime I start running away screaming from things that have more than four legs. Or perhaps worse yet, none at all! We’ll see how I do…I may have to quickly get a reality check out there, or I won’t have any friends.

So, I only just recently realized I have fulfilled all of the requirements to get my advanced paragliding rating, except of course for the test. I could have sworn you needed 60 hours instead of 50, but apparently not! Anyway, I’m going to attempt to write it tomorrow – the HAGAR test content is coming back to haunt me! Wish me luck!

Good spider-free night. *shudder*