In just a matter of days, I'll be in one of these giant birds heading to places I had ever only dreamed I could afford on my own. I guess sometimes you sleep long enough and you get to live your dream. Or something.
This is my most researched trip by far and because of that, it's either going to be super amazing or downright terrible. There simply won't be an in-between.
The hardest part of flying off somewhere foreign is of course, leaving this boy right here...
Lately, it seems like he is trying to tell me something...