So, here I sit in our apartment without water (not that I am without water, but the water has been shut off in our building from 9am-2pm) needing to pee and take a shower (neither of which I can do).
I just finished packing with 2 hours to spare, I thank you very much. I’d like to say that intelligent packing was done but I’m afraid that all I can say is that packing was done.
And I am struck with the feeling that I have forgotten something crucial to my trip. You know that feeling when you know you have forgotten something and you know it’s important but you can’t crack the code on what that thing is. And I made a list. A good, detailed one. And I have crossed all the items off of that list. But still, the feeling lingers. I guess the best I can say is that it’s definately not underware that I have forgotten and I packed shirts so at least I’ll be covered.
Due to my lack of sleep it took me almost a half an hour to realize that if I don’t like what’s in my travel-sized liquid containers from my last trip that I can empty them out and put in something that I do want. For serious, a half hour to make that brilliant realization.
One can only hope that my thinking processes are a little clearer after some sleep.
It’s a water miracle! Just as I was about to publish this post, the water came back on! Three cheers for the water coming back on! Yeah!
Yes, it’s finally here. Today Zak and I leave for our much talked about Europe trip. I think Zak’s been calling it our European Conquest. However, I think that makes it sound like we’re crusading over there and so I’ve been thinking of it more in terms of Brianne and Zak Take Europe, like the Muppets Take Manhattan. But that also doesn’t have quite the ring that I’d like. Maybe we’ll come up with a good title for our trip on the plane.
Anyway, we leave tonight at 6-ish and arrive in Paris at 7am (Paris time) and then we start our day right from the airport. Zak and I both pulled all-nighters in preparation for this flight and we will be sleeping on the plane all the way there. We are lucky enough to be in an exit row. So, on top of the great honor of opening the exit door in case of emergency, we also get more leg room. Score!
As per my usual, I will be telling no one if we arrive safely. I just don’t do it. Expect a call if something goes awry. If not, I will be incommunicado for the next 11 days. We will have our phones with us and you will be able to call us as normal, but anytime we answer the phone it will cost us $1.29 or more per minute. So, feel free to call and leave messages but know that if your information is not worth the money it will cost me to hear it I may ask you to reimburse me my $1.29. If you have any questions that Meghan can answer, feel free to call her.
So, happy next 11 days to you all. There will be blog posts everyday telling you where we are supposed to be and what we expect to be doing, but this is all conjecture. When I get back I’ll post a million pictures and tell you what I assume will be our many stories that will start with “we were so lost in germany…austria…italy…etc.”.
