Have you ever had one of those days?

My friend Andrew calls me today and after about 10 minutes of the usual pleasantries, he tells me there is good and bad news, which do I want first. The bad news is, there is a train workers strike planned for Saturday and that instead of the 3 hours estimated time it was going to take to get to his house, it's now looking to be more like 10. The good news? The strike and resulting limited train schedules will force him to take the earliest train out, so he will be able to get the airport an hour earlier than we thought he would. So, my first day in a foreign country looks to be a rather more eventful one that I had planned for. Hopefully I can sleep on the plane ride over because it's going to be an incredibly long Saturday.

For the last week or so people have asked if I've packed yet, do I have everything in order, etc. I've told everyone that no, I haven't packed, but I have lists so it's no biggie. I already know exactly what I need so I'll be able to throw it all together Thursday night before I leave. The lists have been created, edited, edited again and broken down by what I'm packing in each piece of luggage. And thanks to the blizzard of 2011 creating a snowed in boredom that not even a Jersey Shore marathon could cure, I've even done a practice packing. This evening after dinner I thought it may be a good idea to go ahead and start packing a few things now. After a few minutes of back and forth from my closet to suitcase I thought it looked a little light, so I figured I'd go ahead consult my list for what's missing. I can not find my lists. My lists have grown legs and walked away or been eaten by rabid moths. Regardless of the how, they are gone and no where to be found. I've looked every where and can not find them. And I'm so excited over the entire trip that I can't remember everything that was on them. Plus, I can't focus to save my life; I feel like a 10 year old with ADD that's just had a package of Twinkie's and washed them down with a cherry Icee! People who know me, knows I already swim laps around the high-strung end of the anxiety pool, I don't need this.

So much for lists and planning. I guess I'll just wing it.

~Rebecca

Ten Days & Counting!

In just ten days I will be leaving on a jet plane, but I know when I'll be back again! I'm so excited to soon be on my way. For all my friends and family who have asked that I send pictures and email, I've opted for the easiest (lazy)solution of blogging. I hope you all enjoy it and please feel free to leave comments!

On March 11th, 2011, I will be leaving for my two week, or a fortnights', vacation to Carneddi, Wales in the UK. For those who aren't sure just exactly where that is; it's someplace below Scotland, across the sea from Ireland, and right next door to England- but don't let them hear that last part, seeing as how I hear the Welsh can be just a touch sensitive in regards to their relativity to the English. For those who are interested, this link will show you just exactly of where I'm talking about. Click Me!

Below is a picture taken by my friend Andrew on Christmas day of the Carneddau Mountains that overlooks his village. The view is beautiful and I can't wait to see it for myself with the early spring flowers blooming along the hills.



Carneddau Mountains

In this blog I will be posting random, last minute thoughts and freak-outs up to my departure date. Once I arrive in Wales I'll be adding blog entries with pictures as often as I can.

Thanks for taking the time to stop by to read what's new with me. I hope everyone has a wonderful day, where ever you may be.

~ Rebecca