Three weeks. Twenty-one days.

Twenty-one days left until I depart our fair shores to spend the next four months in Japan. I have wanted this trip for so long that it still doesn’t seem real. Ever since my cousin Jen first sparked my interest in Japanese culture some ten years back, one destination has been on my mind. Lately, everyone I talk to has been asking the same question: “Are you excited for Japan?

Well, of course, the answer is a resounding “hai,” but I am also mildly terrified. I’ve traveled to foreign countries before, done homestays before (two weeks, but hey!), and been out of my cultural element before, but there’s something different about this trip. It’s just so massive and has been such a long time in the making that it’s a horse of a whole different color spectrum. This is an infrared horse, at least.

What an action-packed three weeks it’s going to be. One week left at my internship, one week to get my life together and learn lines / re-learn miming, one week to have an outrageous rehearsal schedule and blow incoming freshmen minds, and then a long, long flight to mull over this summer. 

So, to be perfectly honest, I’m not ready yet. But, I will be.