Sara's Excellent Adventure

I often awake thinking "I need something different". Its not often that I actually do something about it. But a month and a half ago, I did.

I booked a ticket to Europe, traveling by myself by the way, and set to the task of getting mentally prepared. I take after my dad in that sense. I need to have everything in order, and I double, triple check before I am substantially satisfied with my readiness. Some call it being "over prepared" or "OCD" about my travel plans, and I guess I don't disagree. After printing off 7 copies of my important documents, I fell on my bed laughing. 7 copies, really?

Either way, the day finally came for my excellent adventure, and, without butterflies or tears, I boarded the plane bound for Europe.

My first stop was Chicago, and luckily I had no down time before the next flight. Its the waiting that will kill you. Next was my flight to Dusseldorf, Germany aboard this huge Lufthansa Airbus 330 that looked as if it was straight off the set of some Hollywood movie. The 8 hour flight flew by (haha first pun of the journey) and so far everyone has thought I am European. It is very flattering, however scary. If they think I am German, then they speak to me in German... Yes I have been practicing, but so far no one has asked if this is my green bicycle, or where is the sink. Thanks Rosetta Stone...

As I write to you now, I am sitting in the Dusseldorf airport, anxiously awaiting Richard's flight to arrive, and then our flight to Spain. I am unnervingly calm, and either too tired to tell I'm tired, or surprisingly fresh and rested. I don't really feel as though I am in a different country, 8 hours time difference from my life. The only hint is the well dressed people and the fact that everything in written form is in German.

I don't know what to expect, which is amazing. Usually the unknown sends me into fits of panic attacks and upset stomachs, but not this time. Either I am taking too much of my medication or, I actually grew up. I don't know which is scarier!

Ponder that while I sign off to watch some comforting and familiar European humor in the form of Top Gear. And stay posted, there is surely much much more to come.