We will be arriving at the airport in four hours, boarding a plane in six and flying for… well, nearly 18 total.
I managed to get all my needs for two weeks in a smallish backpack (with wheels) and a fanny pack. I wonder how much of it I’ll have wished that I left at home and what I haven’t taken will be sorely missed.
Jane is so excited she can hardly keep still. Michael is anxious to board the plane and BE there. I’m sitting here wondering if Jane knows that the next few hours will mark the end of her nights of solid sleep for many months to come. She spends her time with a grin on her face that couldn’t be scrubbed off.