Travel Days (the worst or best way to begin a trip)
I wouldn't be nearly as nervous about the fact that I'm spending the next 15 weeks in Geneva, Switzerland, except that I only have one pair of black tights, and they have a hole in them. I first saw the hole in November, and love them so much that I couldn't bear to replace them. It's been three months now and they have been holding out like champs. So many times I turned down buying a new pair; I had so much confidence in them! But now that I'm in the airport, suitcase already en route to Europe, I'm having my doubts. Oh well. I guess this is my first lesson in trust. The truth is, some things just have to be left up to fate. My latest adventure (read: expensive endeavor) is going to be touring the Swiss countryside, skiing the Alps, and sampling every kind of chocolate, cheese, and wine I can afford. In the off chance that I get tired of chocolate or skiing, I also registered for 16 college credits to occupy my time, studying g...