So, I leave tomorrow...

I've sent my out of office e-mail.

All my clothes are laid out.

I just need to put some medications in some bags, and I think I'll have it all together.

The nerves have been getting to me in the past few days. I've been eating less, and having a hard time going to sleep at night because I'm excited!

I got my e-mail from Michelle earlier, if something happens with my flight, we'll meet in Madrid instead of Barcelona. Actually, she and I are supposed to be leaving Madrid at about the same time!

I'm very excited, but this is so far outside my box it isn't even funny. That's good. You learn more about yourself that way. I think it all sunk in when I stepped off the boat earlier. The idea that I will not be on or near a boat for quite sometime is different to me. (Except Monaco, that is the boat country).

So, remember me in your prayers, and hold it down here in the States. Sign up for my feed so when I update you'll know!

I bought my ticket yesterday...

For Europe. I am VERY excited. I decided to start a separate blog for it so you will know where to find my updates, and while I'm gone/when I get back, my pictures and stories. Michelle started her travel blog when she quit her job. Europe isn't the only interesting place I will travel to this year. I will also be headed to Naples, Florida in May.

The title, "Flip Floppin' Through Europe" comes from me freaking out about what kind of shoes to wear. I have decided, I'm wearing my Rainbows. That is not saying I won't take another pair of something closed toed, but, for all my previous travel adventures (except Vail) I've worn Rainbows. Your feet get really dirty in NYC wearing flops too. I have to thank my favorite travel guide for telling me that is what he wore on the majority of his year long expedition around the world.

I'll be gone almost three weeks.

I am really nervous about my Gatwick layover. It's only an hour, but the RDU > Gatwick flight is usually early. Also, I change in the same terminal (thank goodness). Then, I'm changing planes in Madrid. All the Spanish I know I learned from Sesame Street. Another thing I'm thankful for, Michelle has agreed to meet me at the Barcelona airport, so we can get a cab back to the hostel. She's taking a train there.

I'll let you know what's going on as I figure it out!