Today I cancelled my cell phone service; over the weekend I sold my car. The time that I have spent in San Diego since moving here last Friday has been a whirlwind. I am not sure what I have been doing, but something to the effect of grading finals (you got an A+), buying essentials for the tropics (new longboard leash, tropical water wax, whole leaf tea, bathing suits and flip-flops), and of course, surfing. Surfing keeps me sane, and although at times I felt like I was going to have a panic attack from all the things I needed to do, I still found time to get in the water with my favorite SD surf buddies.
Tomorrow, weather permitting, we leave (we being my awesome parents and myself). I can't really fathom what that means at this point, and in all honesty I do not know. I hope to be gone as long as I feel is right. Vague? yes. Esoteric? maybe, but I do not want to assume too much or too little. Without expectations one can't disappoint, right?
Anyway, I apologize for the incoherent rambling. At this point I am a bit overwhelmed, but I wanted to post once more before I head out. I hope the next one is from another country. Hasta luego amigos!! Keep in touch.