The day of departure.
I’m nervous and excited! I’ve got stiff shoulders and a mild headache, but I’m keen to get this trip started.
I can’t wait to be on the plane and heading over. There’s a certain relief in knowing that whatever is forgotten will simply be unavailable to me while I’m away… and will be right where I left it when I get back.
Incidentally, I’ve been informed that the correct underwear:socks ratio is 3:1. I may have gotten it all sorts of wrong.
Passport? Check. Payment options? Check. Nunchaku? Check.
Let’s GOOOOO~!