Wake me up, before you go ...

28 hours to go, and the excitement is building.

I have no idea what I'm about to get myself into, and I'm trying not to think about it too hard. I've planned all the necessary things, and read up as much as I can, but all the theory in the world isn't going to be able to prepare me for whatever reality I'm going to be plunging into once I'm over there. The only expectation I'm really going in with is that I'm going to be challenged; I'm trying to ignore all other preconcieved ideas & expectations that may or may not disapoint me.

Oh, apart from Llamas & Alpacas, because they're too cool for this universe. I shall squee when I see my first Llama (the ones over here don't count. They're faux Llamas)