It's time

Well...
I'm at the airport waiting for my flight to leave...in about 45 minutes.
It may sound crazy, but what is going to be happening in the next 27 months has not quite hit me yet. I know it's going to happen, but I still feel disconnected from the idea that I will not be 4 or 7 or 9 hours away from home...not even just across the pond, but across the pond and then some.
I am glad I got to see/talk to all of you whom I was able to get in contact with. I will surely miss you...but know my mom printed off pictures upon pictures, so I will at least not forget what you look like.
Packing...still don't know how to pack for 2 years. The few clothes I brought...along with other necessities surely took up a bunch of room for some reason. I am pretty proud of myself though...the luggage did not weigh nearly a ton, in fact my baggage is actually under weight. Yippee for me. The down side is I still have to lug it around...yes, yes, I know it is my own doing-and so far so good. Airport employees are pretty nice in the morning...even when getting randomly selected to get patted down. This experience might as well have been a first for that as it is a first for many many more adventures to come.

Until next time.