first stop

So. One month out. A little intimidating, more than a little exciting. I feel like one of those awful tourists who wander around a new city with their arms full of guidebooks and a "I Heart NY" cap perched on their heads. Maybe it has something to do with the six India-related books stacked on my nightstand. I'm not even in Pune yet and I already feel a little goofy.

Fortunately, even though I had a brief battle with reality-of-living-on-the-opposite-side-of-the-earth the other night, I'm really excited to go. Even though I could've studied abroad in a number of different countries, the more I read about India the more I feel like it's the place I'm supposed to go.

I guess we'll find out soon enough.