Oh my god, oh my god, can I go
now??? Oh my god, oh my god, I don't have this and I need more of that and oh crikey, I still need to pick that up from so and so. I can't go now. Oh my god, oh my god, what was I thinking? I'm going to climb Africa's highest mountain. Oh my god, oh my god, yes, dammit I am. And even if I'm puking and crying from exhaustion,
whatever is thrown at me, I'm going to love every minute (except for the flying part of course, which I will still hate).