I’ve talked myself through this ridiculous trip at least 1,000 times. I’m not entirely sure why it’s so different from usual – fear, anxiety, stress. I’ve felt them all.
We left my house around 4 am to get to the airport. Aaron dropped me off and helped with the bag. I was genuinely sad to see him go.
We’ve spent nearly every day together since August. It’s been so natural. Weirdly so. Leaving it behind, even only temporarily, sucks.
Here I am. 12+ hours later. 4 hours toward Abu Dahbi. Another 12 hours in the air left to go.
The other day, I realized this could be the end of traveling solo. Sure, Boyce is along – but it’s still just me in many ways.
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