It’s almost here. In little over twelve hours I will be boarding the shuttle to SFO airport--a shuttle that will start a journey that I will never forget. This past week I have been packing almost everything I need into my suitcase, hoping that it doesn’t exceed 50 pounds. As I packed, I started to feel more excitement, more anxious, and also a bit nervous. To combat these nerves, I look at the previous year’s blogs from Penn. What I saw was amazing. Seeing all the fun they had, I quickly forgot about my nervousness.
The three hour difference is not going to be a problem for me because I have traveled to Mexico multiple times where I had to get used to a two hour differences. I believe the easiest way to getting comfortable with the time difference is changing your sleep pattern (exactly what Don has been telling us the whole time), and know that the airplane is the one of the worst places to begin. So, for nearly the past week and a half I have been going to sleep at around 9 PM and waking up at about 5 AM. Then I would go to the gym with my brother, which has helped me feel energized and alert so early in the morning.
Before I get my head on my pillow for the last time in a month, I am making sure everything is ready. All electronics are charged and ready to go, making sure my camera has tons of memory, and putting little things where they belong. I’ve said goodbye to all of my family, which of course I will miss. Right know I am just so excited that writing this blog becomes such a difficult task because of my fingers jumping all around the keyboard.