Let's see. Since I've last written...
- I've almost given my mother a heart attack about my visa
- I've almost given my mother a heart attack about my plane tickets
- I've almost given my mother a heart attack about my housing
- I've almost given my mother a heart attack about how everything will be paid for
- etc...
The keyword there is
almost. She's doing fine, so I'm obviously doing something right. What I need to do now is buy a bunch of plane tickets so that I can get to Chicago to get my visa, and then get to France. And somehow I have to figure out how to buy a French train ticket two months in advance. Oh jeez, it's less than two months now. Eep.
Maybe I should start packing.
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