Anticipation and Liberation

Well if you are anywhere from Texas to Maine you might be able to understand a bit of the nail biting I’ve gone through today. This storm and impending ice storm better not stop me from getting to New Jersey tomorrow. I’m leaving early in an SUV… keep your fingers crossed. Just want to get out of here to the 60ºF weather in Córdoba! Since I’ve spent all day doing it, here’s a picture of my luggage that I’m so proud of.



It’s kind of funny that most of my personal belongings fit into just two suitcases. And I definitely do not understand how I managed to get the same amount of clothes and random items into such a small place when you compare it with my car returning home from Wheaton the past two semesters.







The return home from Provincetown was even more crowded. I probably broke some maximum capacity law...

With that being said, there is something oddly liberating about not having any ‘big ticket’ items any more. My car is getting sold to the junkyard and my phone is turned off, although I get one from PRESHCO in Spain. I am not that old school. I’ve left my two jobs from break and paid the government my taxes. Yet again, I am a nomad. Only this time I’m crossing the ocean I spent so much time next to when I was a traveling last.

Anyways, got my visado and am ready for Madrid and our tour before classes start. Hopefully the flight leaves on time tomorrow. If not, I’ve have the Spanish themed Christmas gift from my dad, Hemingway’s For Whom the Bell Tolls.

*Photo Credit to Shane, photo 3.