Avant je pars...//Before I leave...

So tomorrow's the day I leave... I can't help but feel a bit anxious.

Dear God,

Please keep me from being robbed/raped/pillaged/diseased/sick/frozen/lost.

love,
katy


What I'm taking food wise in my bag: a bag of Flaming Hot Cheetos.

What I will desperately miss:

fajitas
ceviche
dos xx
lucas pops covered in chili
trechas
yum yum burgers from player's and huts
Mariya
amy's icecream
anything spicy