It always starts out the same way: a casusal, non-chalant attitude as the trip slowly approaches, with distractions and last minute neccessities eating up time and accellerating stress as the departure looms closer. I had to stack the odds in my favor this week with finals, moving, work, planning for my summer camp program and prepping for this trip. I leave in a few hours and still have tons to do, but take solace in the notion of getting on the plane and cutting it all away. Good, cheap wine, lamb and 6,000m peaks will soon be the only things on my mind. Now, as long as the gorillas at the airport don't mess with my equipment....