Hm. Deja vu. Two years ago, my mother was ready to kill me because I left all of my packing and shopping until the night before I left for study abroad. Now, here I am, slowly packing my life into a backpack, not able to sleep, and watching trashy TV as I look at the clock and realize that Jeanne's parents are coming to pick me up in 4 1/2 hours. yikes mikey. (we are taking the MegaBus to Milwaukee and spending the night at Katie's house, and her parents are graciously driving us to the Chicago airport in the morning)
It really almost doesn't feel real. I have been goinggoinggoing like crazy ever since I got back (and, of course, before that) and I really haven't had time to sit and think about the fact that I will be gone for nearly 4 months. Maybe its for the best. I am getting really excited though. But, knowing me, I will forget something essential like a passport or something. hm. here's hoping I don't.
Oh! And great news! The whole thing with the mission worked out-- we're golden, we have room, board, work and transportation. Thank god.
Now-- on to the MegaBus!
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You're lucky you're taking the Megabus and not the Greyhound!
ReplyDeleteMy friend Joel took the Greyhound down to Chicago to come on the drive with me and he said it was horrible! He witnessed two gang fights when he got to the Chicago station where I was supposed to pick him up. Anyway, good luck! <3