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.