It's that time again

I leave in 48 hours. Less than that, since I need to be at the airport 3(!) hours early. Damn you Issta, even if you are cheap. I'm excited and anxious and nervous and can't wait, all at the same time. Is that normal? I have been to these places before, so it's not a big deal. But now I am a 'researcher' with the responsibility to find information (and finish my other unfinished papers). And without any of the expected outside funding. Oy. This could go fantastically well, or be a horrible disaster. No matter what the final results are, the next couple months are going to be amazing. Weddings and babies and seeing people from the past will be a nice break from school. I'm sure I will end up with many stories. Watch this space...