After many hugs and a supportive family watching through the gate, I made it through security and am on my way. My bag weighed in at 35 lbs - not bad. Hopefully it will not get lost in the notorious Paris airport.
I made it through the first leg and am sitting here in the food court of the international terminal in Atlanta. I was pleasantly surprised by the live pianist. Then I almost started laughing when the second song she played was Leaving on a Jet Plane . . . It's almost cliché it's so perfect.
So here I am on my way - or at least I will be in six hours when my plane takes off. Next time I write to you, it'll be from the dessert of Egypt. Until then, be reckless. :)
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YES!! be very reckless. wild and crazy.
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