A week to go and I'm shitting my fashionable pants

I'm ready.In fact, I'm nearly ready. Well, I'm very close to be ready. No, I'm not ready at all.
Looking after the practicalities was easy. I'm not a control freak for nothing.
Quitting my job was dead easy.
Giving up my flat was quite easy.
Selling my belongings was easy, with some difficult brief moments (I sold my beloved red dress to a chav. And in the name of money!).
Giving my plants up for adoption was not easy at all.(I hope the new parents will remember that they like to be talked to but not shouted at).
Saying my goodbyes will be hard, but with the help of a large amount of gin I won't even remember who my friends are. (And they will be likely to forget who's leaving).
Leaving your comfort zone (and a very happy life) is difficult.
Many people told me I'm brave for the choice I'm making, but it takes no bravery to pack some t-shirts in a rucksack, withdrawn your life-long savings, buy a plane ticket and go. Going to war takes bravery. To die in the name of your Country takes bravery. (or stupidity if you come from MY Country) You don't need to be brave to go travelling. You just need a good  travel agency.
Many people told me I'm lucky. But lucky are those who win the Lottery and can afford to travel wherever they want, whenever they want. Lucky are those spoilt brats who get sponsored by rich mummy and daddy. Lucky are not the ones who work hard, really hard, to get where they want. That is called "determination".
So, am I ready? I have a first aid kit, trekking shoes, maps, books, a great travel insurance and a lot of enthusiasm.....does it mean I'm ready?
I'm anxious, to put it mildly. But luckily, there is always someone who tries to make you feel better! The travel nurse, for example, said I NEED Hepatitis B vaccine. Because "I'm a woman travelling alone, so I might be raped". Thanks, love. And the countless people who told me they know someone who knows someone who got kidnapped/killed/attacked/robbed/beaten up in Bolivia? Thanks to all of you.
So I did do the vaccine. I guess you have to be ready for everything, don't you? And I also packed a knife, a survival kit, a whistle and a compass. And I trained for months in the gym ,wearing boxing gloves, so that now I can potentially beat the shit out of anyone who's stupid enough to try and hurt me. Because I am, after all, a woman travelling alone. And you never know. Right?