Every time I leave for a trip like this I feel like I'm on my death bed. People offer gifts, money, and of course plates of food, people start being really nice, and you start seeing and talking to people you haven't seen in years. And it always seems like goodbyes are treated like it's the very last one you'll ever give (because of course you're never coming back).
I've received an overwhelming amount of support and generosity from my family and friends, including their concerns and good wishes. I greatly appreciate it. I had no idea I had such an enormous pool of friends and relatives interested, and invested in my life and travels.
So there's no sense in writing my obituary yet, I'm coming home, I swear.
Anyway, I love and miss ya'll already.
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