I'm practically counting down the hours now [I say "practically" because I don't know how to count]. Tomorrow at 3:30p I will be on a plane heading to a faraway land - and what awaits me there, nobody knows.
Translation: I'm going to Scotland. They speak English; that's a definite plus.
In the next few hours, I get to decide whether or not to take my watercolors (what if I just need them sometime during the trip??), find my camera (okay, I concede: I lost it), print a bunch of necessary paperwork, and fit everything into my suitcase.
Now that I think about it, I should start now.
1 year ago