Plane Ticket In Hand

Finally I have my plane ticket in hand and a big smile on my face. I will be leaving in T-minus 1 hour to India and my flight routine goes something like this:

Salt Lake ---> Pairs ---> New Dehli ---> Chennai ---> 2 hour bus ride. I will be in transit for far too many hours to mention and I'm sure by the time I step off that last flight, I will be tried and in "moody mode." Luckily, I get a 2 day break in between flights to stay in Paris. I have been getting ridiculously overwhelmed as the reality of the trip has hit, and hit hard. Don't get me wrong, on a scale of 1-10 my excitement levels are sitting somewhere around 20 at the moment. On the flip side, I get to think about everything that I won't be able to pack in my suitcase and take with me to this new land full of adventures.

At this current moment, I am savoring what's left of good ole' Salt Lake life as if it were the last bite of my favorite meal and am soaking up the last of the good times like a sponge. I have a new found appreciation for my go-to meals and not having to do worry about getting sick/lice/malaria, because soon I won't have such luxuries.