Less than a week before we leave and Tracy and I couldn't be more excited, or more busy. Why is it always the case that in the days preceding a trip, one becomes increasingly occupied? I'm frantically writing chapters of my dissertation (with breaks, apparently, to write this blog) and Tracy left for DC today. Yeah, guess she thought 6 weeks in Europe needed an appetizer. She also packed her life up and moved it all to Daddy-O's. Over a month of hostel stays follow a week of couch surfing. What a trooper!

We went to Target today and nearly got sucked in by the travel-size aisle. Something comes over me when I see my daily creams, foams, sprays and what not in reduced size. They are so *cute* I want to take them all home. The dimensions (and weight!) of my backpack will force me to leave a few behind (sigh), but how could I possible trek from Athens to Seville without 30 individually-wrapped moist towelettes and a .01 ounce bottle of nail polish?!