Excitement begins to sneak in.
Jay bought an atlas. Cameras arrived. iPod almost done. And we have our tent, but it’s still encased in plastic.
However, the excitement is laced with a sense of imminent nostalgia. As we get closer to departure, we realize we’re going far from many of the things we hold dear. Our friends, our families, our homes, and even our jobs. We’ll miss it all, but then we imagine all we’d miss by not taking this brief journey. And the excitement comes back.
Things are taking shape. We really are going. It probably won’t hit us until we’re on the road, off deadlines, and pretty much off the grid entirely.