So in six days, I shall be donning my backpack and heading out to explore Costa Rica with the two other founding members of the Small Hand Gang. I am deeply traumatised at the thought of carrying my belongings round on my back like a tortoise and decided that perhaps I would need a practice run. So instead of getting in my shiny vroom vroom car and zipping up to the shops, I put on my daysack, my mac and my new travelling trainers and started walking the long distance from my home in Finchley Central all the way to North Finchley! The light rain turned torrential, and I got a fair few funny looks and slightly more jealous ones. Verdict - my feet remained dry, so hurrah for the trainers, I had my hands free
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