32 Days..

“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.” – St. Augustine

Now that I have all my ducks in a row, and things are finally ready to take off with this whole trip.. I only find myself asking the last and most drug out question of all..  How many days until December 11th? It started off as over 60, so half the time has officially passed (in what seems like a second) and in case you are wondering… as of today, it is 32 days until I leave.

32 days until my life changes and I am thrown into something I can’t wait for and absolutely nothing I know. 32 days until a plane touches down in a wintery Munich with a suitcase full of everything that relates to home jammed into all the pockets. 32 days until I meet these people whom I will soon call family and 32 days until I thrust my life into the unknown and pray that everything blows my expectations away. Too much? Sorry. I’m getting really excited over here. Wouldn’t you be?!

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Munich, Germany

For the last few weeks, I have been like a kid waiting for the Christmas “Big Book” from Toys R Us. I am at that mailbox the second I get home waiting for another key document I need for my travels. Today, finally, I received the last two. First off, my passport! Yeah, Yeah.. I know this should have been my first, but, as you will learn I don’t always do things according to plan or in the order they probably should be done. Thus, it was the last document I chased down. Today it came in the mail and thank the Lord I do not have to show many people that picture. I swear they stretch it. Along with my passport came my boarding pass and Loyalty Bonus card. Just the name of it gets me even more enthralled.

At this point, there is nothing else to wait for and I can just start to count down the days. The elections are done here at home, everyone is stewing down and Christmas is on its way. Well, for me Christmas will come early at home. Yes, that means I will not be home for Christmas. But what else does that mean? I get TWO Christmases! Not so bad after all as all my hard work and dedication will soon pay off as I walk out into German air.

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Bavaria, Germany. Soon to be called home.

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