Moving on from weird feelings I can't explain to more concrete things: I had a great weekend up in State College. I will miss my time up there, there are some good memories I'm taking from the place, but I will be back before you know it to make some more. Hey! I mean, I still have to turn 21 up there, right?
On to packing... So my sister's away at school, so the bedroom floor in her room is being used as a staging area for my packing. As it is right now, I have a lot of stuff spread about in there and two suitcases to fill still. With my mom's recommendation that I should pack a little of everything thing in each (meaning don't pack all your underwear in one) in case one gets delayed or (God, please no!) lost on the way there things get a little trickier.
But yea, so pretty much everything needs to get into those suitcases tomorrow before we head down to DC on Saturday, where any number of things is going to happen, like: visiting my sister, visiting my mom's sister, or visiting friends of my parents who just moved down there. But one way or another, I should get on the plane at some point that day. The game plan is that I leave Dulles at 10pm here, get to Heathrow at 10am local, sit around for about, oh... 6 hours! until I leave Heathrow at 4pm local and land in Cairo at 11pm local. It should be interesting. But basically, that means I should be in Cairo at about 4pm EST if everything works out.
Then starts all sorts of orientations and meetings and that kind of good fun shit. I guess it's the price you pay for leaving a place as you are starting to figure out all the ins and outs for a place where you have no idea what the hell is going on. But, such is life, I suppose. If I didn't want a challenge, I should have gone to England for the semester.
(my sister's room with my stuff in it... that's not even all of it, quite)
2 comments:
Oh! You're going to Egypt??
(How's that for a comment? :-P)
Love you...and miss you lots and lots.
Oh! you commented, btw. So your letter is "H" :)
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