Let me introduce myself.....

Hello. You found me. Well Done.

Now, if I allow myself to entertain the idea this blog will be read by people other than my parents checking to see I'm still alive - then I suppose I better introduce myself.

My name is Holly. I am 24. And until recently I was a local news reporter. I've spent the last two years running around Surrey (where I grew up) pretending to be a grownup, profiting out of people's misery, doing death knocks, getting death threats, writing inspirational copy about the local summer fetes, and planning my escape from day one....

Unfortunately, shortly after accepting said journalism job, the world collapsed. Bummer. So my amazing plan to stay at the local rag for six months before being discovered by the nationals fell through. I sucked it down, stuck it out and got experience blah blah blah.

But after two years, with a 'sensible escape option' still vastly undiscovered, I decided - on a whim - to quit and book a plane ticket to Florida. Not very sensible...But so what?

So, on Thursday, my wonderful boyfriend Rich and I (who was usefully made redundant just as I decided to quit) are flying out to Miami. For the next two months we will be attempting to drive across the USA.

Our vague travel plan is as follows:
- Get to Miami and stay there for the minimum amount of time possible
- Hit Sarasota for a few days
- Drive up to St Petersburg to meet my Dad's college roommate
- Orlando, theme parks, you know the drill
- Tallahasse - staying with my dad's ex-hippy friends
- New Orleans - can't bloody WAIT

........ not really figured out the middle bit yet........

then...

- Grand Canyon - well duh, obviously
- The Vegas
- Orange County (Still arguing over this destination with Rich but I am DETERMINED to stroll along the beach pretending to be a rich upset person)
- Los Angeles - only for a day in case we lose our souls, start eating egg-white omlettes and blahing on about 'hiking'
- Then up to Yosemite National Park for my cousin's wedding.
- Finish in Sanfranciso
- Come home, sign on, and cry indefinitely.

So that's it.

If you have any interest in knowing what happens then check out this page every couple of days or so and I'll attempt to delight you with my literary genius.

Or you could just go away and never come back again. I wouldn't blame you. I don't really understand blogs either. Plus, I'm on holiday and you're not. Therefore, I understand hearing about how much fun I'm having will make you feel even more miserable than you already feel.

Will update when I'm actually there (if this bleeding volcano stops erupting that is)

Over and out

Holly