Well here I go. Less than 30 minutes until boarding, sitting waiting at the gate. Feeling so many things right now. Yes, freaking out a little, but excited too. Someone very wise once told me that bravery is not being fearless but doing things in spite of the fear. I'm gonna stick with that. I'm not afraid of anything bad happening or getting Hurt or ripped off or anything like that, it's the unknown that I worry about. And really it's not so much worry as wonder. But as the same time I'm excited to find out. I'm worried that things won't live up to my expectations, that I'll be disappointed. But I guess I can only be disappointed if I allow myself to be. Fun is what you make it right. I have no worries about the first little while because I'll be with Tom, but I'm already thinking of where to go when that is over. I guess I have a few hours to think about it coming up very soon....
Seems like next post will be from the other side of the pond. But seeing as how I'll be hauling ass to catch the Eurostar in London then doing the same in France to catch the train to Geneva, it may be a day or two and I'll already be with Tom and his friends so I can't guarantee I'll be sober... Until next time!