Okay – so I am going to the UK. Scotland to be specific, with a quick side-trip to London. I have never been there. I received an invitation from a friend named Shoshana (also known as Rowan in some blogcircles) and decided to take her up on it. It was a bit of a risk, as we have been writing to each other, but have not met face to face. Rowan calls us pen-friends, although it is more like cyber-pen-friends. I have always wanted to visit Scotland, and Rowan is one of the people in this world who can make me laugh until I am in tears. That, coupled with a great airfare, led me to this adventure. I will be staying at her house for much of my stay. It will be interesting to see what the small differences are between the US and the UK. I hope that we don’t hate each other after five minutes.
My husband says that all I need is a credit card and a passport, because they have stores in Scotland. Thus speaks a man who does not know that you have to try on 15 pairs of jeans to get one that fits right.
Rule for packing #3
The night before I leave I cannot sleep. I worry and I go over my mental list -- passport, plane tickets, phone, phone charger, wallet. I know that I will forget something important because I always do, despite the fact that I make exhaustive lists. Once I left the entire toiletries bag behind. If that is all I leave behind, I will be grateful.
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