This is the first leg of my journey to Morocco. I'll be on the bus until I reach Chicago at 6:45 tomorrow morning. There, I will meet up with a friend for one last American day, before hopping on a train to O'Hare and meeting up with the group to board our flight to Frankfurt, Germany.
I keep freaking out and thinking I've forgotten really important things. I think I've checked for my passport like three times since I got on the bus. It's always in the same place. The more reassured I am that I have everything, the more excited I get. Except in this photo. In this photo, I'm just so excited to be at this lovely little oasis in the middle of Missouri. I hope you caught the sarcasm.