Bon Voyage California!

Well, I'm doing it!  At the moment I'm in San Francisco Airport's International terminal, and true to form have successfully located a bar where I'm fortifying myself with Bloody Mary's.  Now that air travel has officially lost any and all semblance of glamour or enjoyment, I prefer to pour myself onto the plane with a healthy dose of vodka and vitamin C.  Airborne and Emergen-C be damned, my traveling immune system has improved markedly since my 21st birthday.

And in case anyone is wondering, no, it has 100% not sunk in that I have no idea when I'm coming home.  I'm thinking the holy shit moment will come soon enough.

So, first stop Dublin!  Have I done my homework and know all the places I must go to in the two short days I have there?  Not exactly.  I've never been much of a planner.  Obviously Guinness is of utmost priority.  Obviously.  And I'm under strict orders from my brother Ryd-man to send pictures of everything I eat.  Not that I need additional encouragement for that.

Leaving is bittersweet.  I already miss family, friends, pets, my bed...  But I'm pretty sure the adventure is worth the price.  I am so thankful for all the love and support from my loved ones; don't worry, you'll all be there with me!

Well, I'd better get going, but here's a couple silly goodbye pics with dad and brothers to keep you until Ireland.  

~Swan