Reality is hitting in

Despite the fact I haven't written anything on here for the past six months, the trip has almost arrived. The packing is almost done. The insurance is purchased incase I die. The families we are staying with have been somewhat confirmed. And the headache is in full swing.

Thrilled that I will be in England in five days, I am increasingly anxious about our journey beyond England. Currently we are in the process of discovering exactly where we are staying and with whom, and how to get there in a country where you can't speak the language. I love languages, which is why I studied Spanish. Ironically, however, we aren't going to Spain so my education will be less than helpful.

Upon stuffing my pack last weekend and determining I am bringing far to many things, I purchased Space Bags which thankfully minimized my pack a bit but will still be quite a squeeze.

I can't wait. I will miss John, the man I love, more than anything. I will miss my family without a doubt. But I'm so excited that we are almost there. After months of planning and learning, the true adventure will soon begin... August 3- here we come.