Nathan and I depart in less than two hours.
I’m bringing seven books: The Thief (Turner), Cry, the Beloved Country (Paton), The Handmaids Tale (Atwood), and Fahrenheit 451 (Bradbury). Only one of which I’ve already read. And the Bible, which oddly is the smallest book I’m bringing. My laptop–the largest. And only one notebook. That required some restraint.
Actually, my entire carry-on is only books and computer accessories. I should probably learn to write more by hand.
We’re flying internationally out of LA, but if they don’t give us one of those little travel packs, that’s okay, cause my dad has already given us each one. When I tried to refuse it he said I’d be in real dire straights if I got stuck on an international flight without socks or earplugs. Mom gave us little medi-packs with the instructions, “If you feel sick, just take ten of those pills.”
I’m looking forward to the elephants, and the weather. We’ve been running the swamp cooler non-stop here, and I’m cold.
Stay tuned for a video blog of the journey.