vacay time

Leaving tomorrow for parts unknown. Literally. But that's okay--it's good to face the unknown, learn new things, meet new people. It's a bit scary, but in a good way. Duh--it's called anticipation. I have packed and re-packed at least three times. No more! Now I can concentrate on just what comes next. I don't have to think a month in advance. Or a quarter in advance. I can just relax and do the next thing. Get on the plane. Relax. Get off the plane. Get back on the plane. Relax. Land in Istanbul. Go to the hotel. Relax. Go to Hagia Sophia. Yippee! Turkey, here we come. ; )