Yesterday the requisite paperwork arrived that I had to read before I could sign all the paperwork and fax it to the travel agent. It was pretty standard, nothing to get worked up over. So this morning I faxed back the 6 pages needed to kick this trip off.
And as I stood at the fax machine, and even more so as I walked back to my desk, I realized, "Holy crap, I'm going to Russia."
What a reality check! I mean it's one thing to think about it for a few years and keep it in the back of your mind as someday going to happen. It's another to get the itinerary on paper and start reading the guidebooks and looking at pictures and starting the language lessons.
It's a whole 'nother thing to put money down and say "I'm going."
Good thing I learned how to ask where the bathroom is yesterday!