I have at least nearly finished packing, a task which has taken nearly two days including a number of shopping trips and only partly successful attempts to consolidate my medical supplies into one small bag. And although I have remained determined to be as independent as is possible in my preparations, I have thankfully received significant and invaluable help from my mother. Amongst other things, she has had to put up with Bosnian ticket offices that for some inexplicable reason are based in Austria, long hours of internet shopping and a most unhelpful woman in Rochester who thought she was trying to purchase an informational DVD about the Italian Rail Network. You will be pleased to hear that, after several days, the matter that has come to be known as 'The Serbian Problem', has now been resolved.
Now to bed. In eight and a half hours I have to be out of the house, and although I am too excited to sleep, I should at least make an attempt at it.