5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....
23.06.2010 29 °C
Five days until my trip.
5. That is not very many. As I leave, I can't remember I time when I was this proud to be an American. We beat England in round robin play, played, well, amazing soccer and have had incredible success in a sport where nothing is expected of Americans. As America prepares to play Ghana I cant help but to feel proud of my country and the courage and raw emotion that drives those eleven players on a pitch. I wouldn't want to be a Ghanaian right now.
I will be leaving for 5 months in 5 days. Holy crap. I haven't started packing, shit I don't even know what I am going to pack! I know this: I'm not packing alot. I really want to bring my bike, but 5 weeks riding solo goes against my best judgment, yet stirs large amounts of delicious and wild excitement in me. I have a box for my bike, but well see how feasible it is once I am there. Part of my desire to bring my bike is the fact that I will spend five weeks in Croatia and the surrounding Balkan countries. Those countries well, just aren't very big and 5 weeks is a long times to go training or busing around. Not to mention expensive. I feel as though things will play out and it will figure itself out. Really need to inquire about shipping costs from Paris to Frankfurt.
The topic that occupies most of my mind is leaving Davis. The people I have met here in Davis have made my times here as enjoyable and filled with love and joy as any part of my life. I will truly miss this beautiful city and the people that made it so special. Thank you Davis. I love you and will miss living in this bright, charming college town.
Europe, lets see how well we can do!!