Bags are pretty stuffed and the reality is beginning to hit me! My biggest worries right now are that the superficial details of contemplating whether my suitcases are under 50 pounds, if I am bringing the right type of clothes, if I will have everything I need etc. But as I begin to consider that in less than 24 hours I will be sky high heading to Madrid, I realize that no matter how much I try to do now it is inevitable that I will be unprepared in some aspect.
You can call it naive, or adventurous, that I am embarking on a journey to a place without knowing the language or the culture very well; however, I'm hoping the Julia Robert's in me from Eat, Pray, Love will come alive. At this point, I have no expectations. I figure no matter how much I try to imagine where I am going or what it will look like, it will be entirely different in reality. I know for certain that I will experience culture shock. The fact that I endured severe culture shock last year moving only across the country to Utah says enough about my abilities to adjust to new surroundings. But because I will be in one of the most beautiful places in the world, I think I will be too blinded and distracted to realize how far away I am from home.
I am excited to have this life-changing opportunity. I am hoping that over the course of these months I will grow in character, strengthen my weaknesses as well as develop and diversify my personality. Growing up, I have always been the more conservative, shy person in a group. Hopefully Spain will bring out other dimensions of my persona. So on that note, buen viaje to the sheltered Phoebe of New Canaan! In four months time, I hope to have experienced more of the world in an unforgettable way and become a more well-rounded and diversified adult.
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