“All my bags are packed-I’m ready to go.
I’m standing here outside your door-
I hate to wake you up to say Good-BYEEEEEEEEEE!”
Fortunately, my husband is a loving and understanding guy who doesn’t mind when I serenade our cats with songs ranging from showtunes to Britney Spears. Tonight’s selection was a little classic called Leavin’ on a Jet Plane, and – indeed, my bags are packed. After months leading up to this vacation, it’s finally here and after a shower, a pedicure, and a nights sleep, we’re rising with the dawn to head off to another part of the world. (After ten hours in a plane.)
My ipod is loaded with podcasts (This American Life, Slate’s Audio Book Club,) episodes of “No Reservations,” and some movies.
I’ve got books in my carry-on.
I’ve got a travel journal to write in and a new script to read.
I’ve done the online check-in thing.
I’m so over the moon excited.
So, friends, consider this a mini-blog hiatus. I’ll see you on the other side.