Random Musings of a Wandering Traveller

Although I probably shouldn't have left it until 2 days before I leave. Pray for me

So... 2 weeks until I leave.... 14 days... Exactly 312 hours and 15 minutes until my plane takes off... I'm floored. The past month has gone by SO quickly... I remember when I had 53 days, that seemed like forever to wait... I'm anxious... I'm at a point in my life where I feel stagnant. I've been in Seattle too long... I never really liked it here to begin with... Not my kind of place... But, my Mama wanted me closer to home, so here I found myself. I never really made any friends in Seattle until football, and as much as I love my girls... I was OK with that... But I feel like if I stay any longer I'll be stuck here forever. A big part of what this trip is, is my running away and jump starting my life again. I've been feeling so bogged down and stuck. I want to get on with my life, find the place that really feels like home, because this certainly isn't it... So... 2 weeks... 14 days... Exactly 312 hours and 9 minutes until my plane takes off and drags me out of the quagmire I'm in right now, and I couldn't possibly be more ready.

Today is August the 9th, in exactly twenty three days I will be aboard a plane, on my way to a different continent and place I've never been. I've been planning this trip for over a year, and it's always been exciting thought... "Wouldn't it be cool if"... But all of a sudden the "wouldn't it be" has turned into a "won't it be" and the "if" to a "when"... It's scary! I'm not scared about being overseas, I'm not scared about the trip itself, but what it symbolizes for me... The end of an era one might say... When I come back it will be to a different city, different responsibilities, different people, and that scares the hell out of me... But at the same time (as cliche as it might sound...) this is something I just feel like I need to do... To prove to myself that I *CAN* do it... Now don't get me wrong.. I am **REALLY** looking forward to this trip, and I am really looking forward to the life I am coming back to... I'm just having some trouble with the thought of all the adjustments.

Now the trip itself.. I am not even going to pretend that it is particularly structured or well planned out, I have a general idea of places I want to go, and a time line.. But who knows... I may fall in love with some village in Ireland and spend my entire 4.5 months (give or take) there... I feel like I want to have an outline, but that I want to feel comfortable in changing it at any point... So here is my very basic, very vague.. Very likely to change itinerary...

• England - Sept
  
• Scotland - Sept
  
• Wales - Oct
  
• Ireland - Nov
  
• Northern France - Nov/Dec
  
• Czech Republic - Dec
  
• Poland - Dec
  
• Romania - Dec
  
• Turkey - Dec
  
• Greece - Dec/Jan
  
• Italy - Jan
  
• Southern France - Jan
  
• Spain - Feb
  
• Portugal - Feb
  
• Morocco - Feb