Bean woke up at 4:30, and I doubt I'll be going back to sleep. Today is the day! We leave for Africa in a little over an hour.
From my perspective on this front end of the trip, I'm afraid I'm bring uncharacteristically pessimistic. I see a long flight, a few short days, meeting my precious girlie, only to have to leave her again. I'm scared that I won't be strong enough for all this.
Still, it's undeniably an adventure. Africa has always been so remote; it exists for me in the pages of National Geographic, read at night in the musty basement bedroom of my grandparents' house. I'm still quite shocked that I am actually going there.