I took a Lyft to DTW this afternoon and am sitting at my gate (D28) waiting for the plane to arrive and get cleaned. It's already 30 minutes delayed and we weren't due to board for another hour, so...who can really say where this day might go?
|My purple luggage courtesy of Costco.|
I handed off the cats before I left, and that was one of the biggest challenges of this trip. I won't see them for a whole month! Of course, Gus left me with a gift of her sacred fur before the hand-off, so at least I won't be cold (or allergy free). She knows just how to remind me that she loves me.
It's hard to believe I'm heading off already. The last time I went on a solo trip like this was in 2014, to Sydney. This will be...something different. I've packed everything I can think of, even got a last-minute refill of my prescription, and remembered to start my anti-malarial medication (which my doctor tells me should cause some psychadelic dreams). Nothing to do now but let the airlines and my driver get me to my accomodations for the duration.
In the meantime, thanks to the ubiquity of Wi-Fi I'm catching up on work emails, prepping for the meetings I'll be having in India, and generally centering myself. At some point I'll get to slack off and dive into the enormous queue of Kindle books I'm drooling over (book reports to follow) but for now, back to the grindstone!