30 hours and counting...

In 30 hours I will be on my flight to Frankfurt and eventually Accra.

In the past three weeks I have travelled from Atlanta to Omaha to Indianapolis and back to Atlanta. The family reunion in Omaha was wonderful and General Assembly was phenomenal.

Now, the reality is beginning to set in that I am leaving the United States for almost 5 months. My family is starting to become visibly anxious and friends are calling and texting day and night. I will say - I've never felt like such a hot commodity.

The emails have gone out to alert people of my departure and the link to this blog, the phone calls to triple and quadruple check flights and reservations have been made and the plan for getting to the orientation site in Accra has been crafted.

It's time to pack... and to go.

One of my best friends said to me last night: "My prediction is you won't sleep the night before you leave, because you'll be packing and repacking and then on Friday you'll end up leaving for the airport at the very last minute."

Let's hope that forecast is faulty.

The next time I write will most likely be from Accra.
Wish me luck.