Sunday, August 31, 2008

Coming in hot. . .

So I'm leaving in a week and a half.  It seems pretty crazy that I won't see my friends and family or be in Minneapolis (or anywhere familiar) again from seven months.  I could almost have a kid and no one would know.  Now that's scary. . .  Anyways, I have a visa and a plane ticket, so somehow, I will be in another world in ten days.  I honestly have no idea what to expect.  I don't know where or with whom I will live, what I'll eat, what I'll do on a day to day basis, who I will spend time with, or (aaaahhh) if there will be a kitchen for use anywhere.

3 comments:

Elsabeth said...

Ahhhh no kitchen!

Tell us more about what you doing - I don't remember - a program? A visit? An internship? A job?

Also, if you're going to have a child let me know so I can knit something for it, alright?

Haggs said...

Apparently the cyclocross community loves the phrase "Coming in hot..." I'm not sure how many times I heard them say it at the clinic on Wednesday. ^_^

Jamie said...

You're alive, right?