I literally just realized that in one week I will be packing (because I'm a last minute person) for Prague.... whoa. Let's just say that one again:
In ONE week, I will be getting ready to shove off to Prague.
So naturally, what do I do? Since I'm a list person, I try and make sure I have everything I think I might forget in one place (in this case, an REI bag in my room... actually 2 REI bags... whoops!)
Pretty much there are all the essentials:
medical kit
220v-110v converter
laptop adapter
ear plugs (carry-on!!)
eye mask (also, carry-on!)
luggage tags
etc etc etc
Then I have my jackets, boots, other shoes and what not all in the other REI bag. Anyway, none of that is the main point of this whole post.
I hadn't felt super overly excited or nervous yet... until today. I got my airline tickets last week and even THAT didn't get me overly excited. I mean really, what kind of a person gets their airline tickets to live in PRAGUE for a semester and doesn't jump up and down screaming because they're so excited?? Me, apparently. Lame.
Anyway, today my friend Chloe text me saying "Lindsay! 7 days!!" And what do I do? Grab a calendar because I don't believe her. Last time I checked it was somewhere around 15-16 days!! WHERE did all of the time go?? Anyway, she was right. And then it hit me... this is my last Thursday here that I won't be insanely busy all day packing and getting my stuff together! Tomorrow is my very last Friday! When did this happen?? Needless to say, I am now excited and slightly nervous. Which is really saying something because I can't really think of a time when I was nervous to travel. I think it's because now if I get seriously sick or something, I'll be in a foreign country!! I have insurance and all that, but is it as good as mine here? I don't know! Plus, I'm going to miss my family, friends, boyfriend, and my dog! But then again, I am going to have the TIME OF MY LIIIIIIFE!!! So as soon as I stop the 10 million wheels in my mind from turning in different directions and remember that, I'm not nervous anymore.
Here's my theory. I've had it for a long time and it's always worked out for me so far! So this is it: if my plane crashes, there is nothing I can do about it so why stress? If I'm a safe, cautious and informed traveler chances are that nothing bad will happen to me. If it does, well... I guess it was meant to. All I can be is prepared and conscientious and do my VERY best to be safe.
To sum it all up, I'm finally getting excited and kinda nervous!! All of those things are how I'm supposed to be feeling so now I feel normal instead of weird and disconnected!
So naturally, what do I do? Since I'm a list person, I try and make sure I have everything I think I might forget in one place (in this case, an REI bag in my room... actually 2 REI bags... whoops!)
Pretty much there are all the essentials:
medical kit
220v-110v converter
laptop adapter
ear plugs (carry-on!!)
eye mask (also, carry-on!)
luggage tags
etc etc etc
Then I have my jackets, boots, other shoes and what not all in the other REI bag. Anyway, none of that is the main point of this whole post.
I hadn't felt super overly excited or nervous yet... until today. I got my airline tickets last week and even THAT didn't get me overly excited. I mean really, what kind of a person gets their airline tickets to live in PRAGUE for a semester and doesn't jump up and down screaming because they're so excited?? Me, apparently. Lame.
Anyway, today my friend Chloe text me saying "Lindsay! 7 days!!" And what do I do? Grab a calendar because I don't believe her. Last time I checked it was somewhere around 15-16 days!! WHERE did all of the time go?? Anyway, she was right. And then it hit me... this is my last Thursday here that I won't be insanely busy all day packing and getting my stuff together! Tomorrow is my very last Friday! When did this happen?? Needless to say, I am now excited and slightly nervous. Which is really saying something because I can't really think of a time when I was nervous to travel. I think it's because now if I get seriously sick or something, I'll be in a foreign country!! I have insurance and all that, but is it as good as mine here? I don't know! Plus, I'm going to miss my family, friends, boyfriend, and my dog! But then again, I am going to have the TIME OF MY LIIIIIIFE!!! So as soon as I stop the 10 million wheels in my mind from turning in different directions and remember that, I'm not nervous anymore.
Here's my theory. I've had it for a long time and it's always worked out for me so far! So this is it: if my plane crashes, there is nothing I can do about it so why stress? If I'm a safe, cautious and informed traveler chances are that nothing bad will happen to me. If it does, well... I guess it was meant to. All I can be is prepared and conscientious and do my VERY best to be safe.
To sum it all up, I'm finally getting excited and kinda nervous!! All of those things are how I'm supposed to be feeling so now I feel normal instead of weird and disconnected!