We’re at the airport 3 1/2 hours early. I don’t think I’ve ever been early at all! Before we arrived, Ray had a great idea to get checked in and then walk with our full packs for practice. Then he sat down and checked his emails. Best laid plans?
Ray’s “to-do” list never ends, but mine does. I’ve spent every minute I could reading, researching and organizing this trip. So here I am with nothing to do but freak out!
- My knees are already hurting. Is it because my pack is too heavy or the airport is so cold? I haven’t been in air-conditioning for 5 months.
- They just had to rescue 4 Pilgram’s for hypothermia. Am I going to freeze to death? I haven’t been below 60 degrees F for over a year.
- My stomach hurts. I’m just really afraid that I walk 500 miles. I’ve been so excited, but reality is setting in.
- Now I’m looking at Ray. Will he really walk with me or will he hold us up checking his emails every 10 minutes? I can see him now telling me to go ahead and he’ll catch up.
I do not like waiting…ever. They’re now calling our flight for boarding. Maybe posting to the blog is exactly what I need, but I may drive everyone else crazy in the process, ha! I’m picking up my pack and posting, but a new photo of Ray first.