Some nerve....

I'm coming down the home stretch. I leave on Thursday. I'm starting to do nitpicky preparations, like bundling together little packs of my daily vitamins so that I can take them to Spain without schlepping the bottles. I bought a mini pack of wet-ones to keep in my handbag. My mom gave me her travel alarm clock.

Ok, fine, I'll admit it - I'm a nervous wreck. I can't believe I have to work for the next 3 days. How am I supposed to concentrate on anything? I haven't been on vacation since the last time I went to Jerez. Believe me, I need a vacation. But before I go, my 88 year-old father is going in for surgery tomorrow...the guy who is going to be watching my cat is out of town for work until the day after I leave...my flamenco shoes have a wobbly heel.

Argggg.....

On the other hand, the best is yet to come. The pescaito frito at the Freiduria Gallega, the bulerias, the reunion with friends. The plazas, the orange trees and the beach. And I can't think of a better place to get a new pair of flamenco shoes...or costumes! or CDs! I'll get to see live performances in Jerez and Cadiz, hopefully wrangle my way in to a peña or two. I'll be posting pictures and updates here on the blog a well as Facebook (Don't get me started about the Crackbook). and since I'll have my laptop and a piso with wireless internet, I can Skype home every day to check on my Dad. It will be ok. I even bought Dansko sandals (on E-bay of course) to keep my feet happy as I navigate the cobblestone in Jerez.

4 days and counting.....