The Great Adventure

It has been one heck of a Tuesday. Trying to finish a pair of classes early, move out of two apartments and training a replacement doesn't leave much time for goodbyes or pondering. I don't tell her enough, but I'm glad God saved my Mom for me. Don't know what would have happened if she hadn't been out here to help. And thank goodness there is an 11 hour layover in London tomorrow to collect my thoughts!

On this the eve of perhaps the great adventure of my life, I am, understandably, a little nervous. This trip has been something I have dreamed of doing for a long, long time, and even though I know it will be nothing like I expect, I wonder exactly what is going to surprise me. What am I going to see? What am I going to learn? and how will this all change me?

Adventure. I would assume that it comes from the same root as the word "Advent" - the arrival of something notable. I feel that this will be one of the most notable events in my life, a defining 12 weeks. I'm glad that you'll get to share them with me. (am I allowed to wish this on myself?) Bon Voyage!