terrified.

Alright. My flight has been booked. I'm leaving May 27th at 10:30am for Alaska.
I'm downright terrified.
Once I get to Anchorage, I don't even know how I'm getting down to the village that we're fishing out of. But I guess my captain is arranging all of that.
It's going to be cold when I should be in a bikini next to Sky at a pool somewhere lovely. Like the Ace.
It's going to be lonely. I might be the only girl on my boat, although there's supposed to be another woman fishing in a different boat. And it seems like it's a close fishing community up there. Everybody helps one another and works together.

I've tasked my wonderful boyfriend with filling my new laptop with entertainment for the long summer. I'm also hoping to keep a regular blog of my adventure and put up massive posts whenever I have internet.
Hopefully I won't be too tired to write about what craziness we encounter this summer. I'm really hoping to see a moose.
I found my CyberShot and I'm working on getting my Flip up and running. (It won't charge. I got her for Christmas and it didn't even last for the whole battery before it just went black. I probably only used it a handful of times.) I really want to be able to take video while I'm up there, aside from the camera that my computer is equipped with.

I'm afraid that I'm going to be too lonely.
I'm afraid that I'm going to cry myself to sleep every night missing my puppy.
I'm afraid that I'm going to get seasick.
I'm afraid that it's going to be too hard.
I'm afraid that I'm going to fall overboard.
I'm afraid that I'll never be warm all summer.
I'm afraid that I'll look like an idiot since I've never been commercial fishing before.
I'm afraid that my puppy will be so mad at me for leaving that he won't snuggle when I'm back.
I'm afraid that I'm going to miss my human snuggles even more.

And I'm sad that I'm missing a summer with the best friends that I've ever had.

But, I'll be back. With a bit of summer to spare.
I really want to escape with S and visit the land of the food carts. AKA Portland. I'm looking forward to meeting friends that I've heard so much about. And seeing John.


Ack. When the tears start falling, it's time to end the blog post.

I love all of you.
Especially Sky. For being my number one supporter of this adventure.