I AM Rosie the Riveter
I bought plane tickets from Dublin to Vienna, and then from Prague to Dublin, Dec. 7-17th. I will train it between the two countries. And I am like, whoa. You're going to spend a long time in foreign countries by your lonesome....
A pause, thinking.
Fuck YEAH!! It will be awesome and adult and independent and soul-finding and shit, all the stuff you're supposed to do on road trips and lone travel. At first I was worried I couldn't do it by myself, but isn't that what this whole year is about? Going places and being scared and homesick and getting through it, and shit. I think this whole experience is just going to be a huge positive for me, even so far the different experiences which can only add to me, like I'm a big ol' quilt that needs to be embroidered with lots of pretty thread and cloth, and the more I add the more there is to be proud of.
Philosophical-ish-ness aside, I'm obviously flying high on euro-spending, and will perhaps drop a little tomorrow. But we are going to Dublin Sat. and Sun. so that is going to be so much fun. And I'm going to enjoy the "I can do it!" feeling while it lasts.
And it hasn't rained on me in like 2 weeks. It's like Indian summer, Irish style. It's in the 50's maybe 60's, and girls are wearing spagetti strap tops to school. They don't know what heat is, methinks.