San Francisco, California
Today's the day I take off, although technically it's 1230 in the morning. I feel restless. My throat is bothering me, and I'm worried it could be strep throat again. I just finished getting it twice in a row, and I'm really ready to not be sick for a while. I would hate to be sick while traveling, especially solo.
I'm excited and not particularly nervous, although it hasn't sunk in that this is all real. It's hard to imagine myself in just a week on my own acro...