It's official.
Although there was never any doubt in my mind I was going on this trip, when it came time to click on the Orbitz 'purchase' button, I had a hard time pulling the trigger. I was kind of surprised by my chicken shit behavior; I had been telling friends, family and co-workers about my trip for months and had already started shopping for the perfect trip wardrobe (the perfect hiking shoes, the perfect hat, the perfect camelbak, the perfect tank tops, the perfect skirt, the perfect zip up bag, the perfect ballet flats, I assume I have made my point by now). I think it was my perceived finality of the ticket purchase that threw me off my game. Buying the ticket is a big step, one that makes it all real, or at least real enough that it will be a pain in the you-know-what to change my mind. After all, I still could have made up a reason why I could no longer go to save face with friends, family and co-workers and I still could have returned my perfect vacation wardrobe. Running through my mind right before I made the over-dramatized click was.....I am really leaving the security of my friends, family, home and job to travel approximately 20 hours to a seemingly beautiful continent where I know no one and have no idea how to communicate in any native language? Honestly, is this a solid decision facing a declining economy? It's monsoon season and it's going to be hot. I hate heat. Screw it. CLICK!
The good news is, since I hit that purchase button, all my trepidation is gone and there is nothing left but excitement (likely also a result of it now being, officially, a pain in the you-know-what to cancel).
