Well here we are ladies and gents, take off in t minus 4 days. It's so exciting to be off again, seeing the world and in so doing seeing my potential as a journeyman in this life grow as well. A week ago I got my pack and sleeping bag for the trip, along with thermals and other assorted items, I can't wait to use them for real though.Today I got my journal, which will be the record in which we place our trust for lack of trust in what will eventually be our failed memories, it always amazes me, every single time, the way I could have completely forgotten an entire section of my life, not to mention the little things that build upon our life as a whole. Even if you keep a journal everyday, inevitably things are omitted, forgotten, over or under stated, exaggerated, miss-remembered, or flat out lied about, and in the end years down the line you've forgotten which was real or otherwise and so what you wrote becomes the truth that you believe, which is why I do my best to be accurate and persistent in my recounting s of what I've seen and done.Right after my mom and I got the journal we went to see Mr. Lee at the loft, we compared notes and he showed me what to look for in India, if I wanted to become a salesman lol, I'll take the opportunity if I get it for sure, but I find it just crazy to think of myself as a businessman running around India looking for treasures at a bargain price. No matter which way I think about it though it surely will be an grand experience.So, I can't speak for Blake but I'm almost all set. I've packed my room up and put all my things away so my mom can rent out my room and I've set out all the things I'm taking with me across my bed so I can do inventory. All in all I feel good about my equipment, of course I'll add more along the way but generally this will be my starting gear, and so with that the excitement and anticipation builds.Every time I have traveled abroad I've felt the same strange feeling days before we would depart, it's a feeling unlike fear or nervousness in that It doesn't make me feel uneasy, but neither is it like excitement or happiness because I don't look forward to the feeling or seek it out. I've thought about it before and recently I've come to the conclusion that it really isn't a feeling at all, it's actually a force all in and of self, a presence that pulls me away from the known and into the unknown. I've felt it so many times before, and yet it always hits me exactly the same way, and as always I give in and never look back.India lies ahead of us, yet even beyond it there is so so oh so much more... For now though will keep our focus on the immediate ^^.