I’m going to China in less than a month.
I am finally allowing myself to get excited about this.
And I’m also finally realizing that this means squat toilets, strange Asian meaty meals, odd smells, no common language [and I thought that buying ice cream cones in Paris was frustrating. And I speak French!], no blog for 10 days (ouch!), etc.
But hey, I’m not complaining. ‘Cuz I’m going to China.
P.S. Dora‘s getting ready, too.