We're on the way!

My nervousness and anxiety is very high and I can't wait to take a Xanax and relax. I went to bed at 2am and woke up at 5am with the hopes that I will be tired when I get on the plane at 6:00pm. 

Uncle Mark has landed in Warsaw, Steve is on his way from Newark airport, and pops and I will be on our way as soon as our ride arrives. 

Anxiety is getting the better of me and I'm having trouble getting excited. Nothing feels real. As long as we have passports, I am hoping it will go smoothly.

Am I really like this before every flight? Each time a trip is inching closer, I start to wonder why I thought it was a good idea to travel. I just want to go to sleep and wake up in Poland.