Originally posted on Blogger 9/30/05
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violachicWell, I will admit this, in a Pre-Trip State of Mind:
I'm nervous.
But I'm excited, mostly. I suppose I'm far less nervous than I was a week or so ago.
Navigating a foreign country can be intimidating, I thought for some time. This is the first time I will be traveling such distances alone. I confess I'm not the world's biggest fan of flying- its not a phobia or a neurosis, just a preference- so a transatlantic flight by myself, complete with a transfer in Milan, is just a little daunting.
But then I got a shot of confidence, and realized that I actually did know my way around enough to get where I need to go. I know airports; really, its true in this case that if you've seen one, you've seen them all- different ambiance, same drill. I know how to find a nesher once I'm there that will take me to Jerusalem. I will get off at the Jaffa Gate, and make my way up David Street and St. Mark's Way to the hostel where we stayed last year. The next morning I will find a servees at the Damascus Gate that will take me to Hebron.
Easy as pie! Which is good, because I like pie.
I am nearly packed, in the most technical of senses. What I really mean is that my suitcase is sitting open on my bedroom floor, and I chuck things in it as I walk past. Sunday is the day I sort things out, roll things up, fold them. I am still compiling things that the teams over there want me to bring. So far the list consists of painkillers and candy- I'm not sure what this says about my potential experiences over there!
I will miss my friends and family, my communities over here, my co-workers, my cat. But for the first time in so long, I am thirsting for adventure in my life, and I'm certain to get at least a taste of it very soon.
By keeping this blog, I am hoping to share what I experience and what I learn with a wider audience than if I were just writing letters or emails. I hope that if you find the contents of this interesting, you will share the link with a friend or six. I welcome comments and feedback, as long as they are respectful and mature.
In the desperate search for world peace, this is just one teeny installment of the shortest chapter. But maybe- just maybe- the twelve or so of us who share the next two months will make an impact worth remembering.
I'm nervous.
But I'm excited, mostly. I suppose I'm far less nervous than I was a week or so ago.
Navigating a foreign country can be intimidating, I thought for some time. This is the first time I will be traveling such distances alone. I confess I'm not the world's biggest fan of flying- its not a phobia or a neurosis, just a preference- so a transatlantic flight by myself, complete with a transfer in Milan, is just a little daunting.
But then I got a shot of confidence, and realized that I actually did know my way around enough to get where I need to go. I know airports; really, its true in this case that if you've seen one, you've seen them all- different ambiance, same drill. I know how to find a nesher once I'm there that will take me to Jerusalem. I will get off at the Jaffa Gate, and make my way up David Street and St. Mark's Way to the hostel where we stayed last year. The next morning I will find a servees at the Damascus Gate that will take me to Hebron.
Easy as pie! Which is good, because I like pie.
I am nearly packed, in the most technical of senses. What I really mean is that my suitcase is sitting open on my bedroom floor, and I chuck things in it as I walk past. Sunday is the day I sort things out, roll things up, fold them. I am still compiling things that the teams over there want me to bring. So far the list consists of painkillers and candy- I'm not sure what this says about my potential experiences over there!
I will miss my friends and family, my communities over here, my co-workers, my cat. But for the first time in so long, I am thirsting for adventure in my life, and I'm certain to get at least a taste of it very soon.
By keeping this blog, I am hoping to share what I experience and what I learn with a wider audience than if I were just writing letters or emails. I hope that if you find the contents of this interesting, you will share the link with a friend or six. I welcome comments and feedback, as long as they are respectful and mature.
In the desperate search for world peace, this is just one teeny installment of the shortest chapter. But maybe- just maybe- the twelve or so of us who share the next two months will make an impact worth remembering.
