One Week Out

A week from tomorrow morning, I'll hop on a plane to London for the start of my 18-day trip to Europe. While there, I will be staying in Paris, Koblenz, Barcelona, Madrid and London. I have a passport. I have a backpack. I have hostel / hotel reservations. I have a camera. I have a tentative itinerary. I have appropriate travel clothing. I have everything I'm supposed to have.



I still feel totally unprepared. There are no specific "What if?" questions that come to mind really, but just the general "What if something happens for which I am not prepared?" I guess that will be part of the adventure. I'm up for it. Eighteen days alone in Europe will be awesome but also trying. I know I won't be able to see everything I "should" see and I have tried to remind myself that I can't assume this will be my only trip. (I'm already plotting the next one.) But I would like to organize my time efficiently and be proactive.



So, I'll plan to write about my escapades, encounters and narrow brushes with death here as often as possible. I might even include pictures if someone teaches me how to do that. (I'm not a proficient blogger.) But I know this trip will be like nothing I've ever experienced, no matter how well or poorly I plan. And I'm pretty sure I can come back in one piece, so... here goes. 7 days left in the USA. I think I'll miss Topper's Pizza most of all.