A long-expected journey
Well, in two days I’ll be boarding a plane to Europe. The reality of the PGS trip hit me yesterday with an intensity not unlike that of the asteroid at the end of the Cretaceous period, and it occurred to me that I am so not ready for this.
But then again, who is?
I went and saw The Hobbit again a couple of nights ago, and I really can’t think of a better movie to watch before undertaking a long journey (particularly one involving travel through the mountains.) It is comforting to know I am at least a little better prepared than Bilbo Baggins at this point: I have warm clothes, an arm shot full of vaccinations, a trusty notebook and semi-trusty iPad for field notes of all sorts, and a pack of interesting folks to meet up with on the other side of the Atlantic.
All things considered, I am actually in decent shape. Now I just need to convince myself of this.
(At least I’ve remembered my handkerchief.)
I'll post again before I go with a blog link and such for the travel journal I'll be keeping while in Switzerland, if any of you are so inclined, but for now: packing. Packing is a good idea.
But then again, who is?
I went and saw The Hobbit again a couple of nights ago, and I really can’t think of a better movie to watch before undertaking a long journey (particularly one involving travel through the mountains.) It is comforting to know I am at least a little better prepared than Bilbo Baggins at this point: I have warm clothes, an arm shot full of vaccinations, a trusty notebook and semi-trusty iPad for field notes of all sorts, and a pack of interesting folks to meet up with on the other side of the Atlantic.
All things considered, I am actually in decent shape. Now I just need to convince myself of this.
(At least I’ve remembered my handkerchief.)
I'll post again before I go with a blog link and such for the travel journal I'll be keeping while in Switzerland, if any of you are so inclined, but for now: packing. Packing is a good idea.