Situation:I’m flying from Chicago to Prague tomorrow at 5:10 pm with 2 layovers in Brussels and Budapest.
Problem: I currently have no packed luggage.
I have always been a bit of a packing procrastinator. Even as I little kid, I would always be the last in my family to pack. I’m not sure if you would categorize cramming my stuffed animals in my pink barbie backpack as packing, but work with me here. Some things never change. While I may have upgraded to a monogramed luggage set, my tendencies for procrastination are still intact.
I have spent the last few days saying my goodbyes and buying last minute purchases. While they have been unsurprisingly difficult, I cannot feel anything but pure elation. I half excitedly, half anxiously await my arrival in Prague. I am starting my yearlong adventure in Europe and I cannot imagine a more perfect place for me to study than Prague. I hear it’s one of my the most magical cities in Europe, mostly untouched by WWII, so I will take a plethora of pictures and share them with you as often as I can. I’m in a perpetual state of disbelief at my good fortune so I’m sure someone will have to pinch me when I get there.
Hopefully, I will have some luggage to take with me tomorrow. As for now, onward and upward. Let my adventures begin.
Because college has ruined the notion of a normal bedtime, it is 1:01 AM and I am not remotely fatigued. Thus, what do I do when I am bored, what I do best: multitask online. Besides searching travel blogs, spying on Facebook, scouring CNN for any signs of life in our weak economy, watching another episode of Bones and contemplating if I should break down and make a Twitter account (quite a dilemma I tell you), I am grooving to my tunes. I have an overwhelming amount of music on my 120 gig ipod and I love sharing and swapping artists and music to enhance my eclectic collection. I had my itunes on shuffle when this song came on. It was kismet. I thought I would share with you, Damien Rice’s perfectly entitled “Prague.”
21 days until I embark on my four and a half month adventure in Prague. This is just the first part of my year-long adventure as I will spend my spring semester in Melbourne, Australia. Needless to say I am eagerly waiting for take off.
If I was to say that I adore traveling, I would be making a complete understatement. I don’t just love traveling; traveling is as natural to me as talking is (and for those of you that know me, its like breathing 🙂 I believe I have always been a traveler. It all started when my dad had the bright idea of making my mom and I (8 months old) ride Amtrak all the way to Washington DC to meet him on a school trip that he was chaperoning. The rest, as the common cliché goes, was history. Even as a wee one, I was bitten by the travel bug. From then on, I spent Christmases in Boston, New Years in Canada, summers in Florida, and Easters in Hawaii.
I consider myself privileged enough to have a family that has taken me a lot of places. I have traveled to much of the United States multiples times. I also have traveled to Canada, Ireland and Spain. Each time I pack a suitcase, I feel the same rush of adrenaline race to my heart, and my heads starts to spin with excitement over all the sights, smells, tastes and people I will meet. There is no feeling like travel; it is indescribably wonderful and exhilarating.
For this particular trip I have been patiently waiting all summer while slaving away in humid, sticky popcorn wagons. Now that is in finally in reach, I am beginning to get nervous and realize just how much I am going to miss everyone. I am grateful for my parents allowing me to go. Although, I didn’t really give them much of a choice, I just told them one day that I was leaving for a year. I will miss my lovely dogs and friends back in Chicago. However, I know that I am going to have the time of my life.
Well, that’s all for now. I will let you know how my packing goes. Wish me luck! For those of you that don’t understand my packing problems. Understand this, it took me 2 full van loads to move myself out of college last year. I have over a hundred pairs of shoes and my walk in closet is overflowing with clothes and purses. This shall be a challenge.