Et à demain, Maroc, deux.

“Are we there yet?” “No.”

So uh, funny thing about snow.

It cripples Seattle. Ridiculously so.

I get it. I do. I’m a west side girl, born and bred, but I’m also an east side adoptee, so I don’t think anything could have devastated me as badly as hearing my flight was cancelled. Twice.

Thankfully, Zach, the lovely Lufthansa representative with a sassy Canadian accent (Thanks for helping me oot, Zach!) got me on the next flight and on my way.

Said next flight leaves in three hours, and is allegedly on time.

Get me to Denver safe, big guy.

So I’m getting into Morocco tomorrow. Then have to find my peeps. In Marrakech. A three hour train ride from Casablanca. At night. Alone. At a currently undisclosed location.

Ulp. Please call soon, ISA!

I guess you can say… I’m kind of freaking out.

But it’s all part of the adventure, right?

Happy travels.

AS2373 cancelled.

Don’t be a Holly, Washington State. Drive safe. (See, it’s funny, except this is how I drive.)

A.K.A., my flight.

Commence the praying.

More updates to come.

UPDATE: 0800, Spokane

So it appears I’ll get to Morocco safe and sound. I’m in the airport, using my 3G as long as possible before I’m out of the country. I just said goodbye to my mom, and I think that, more than anything, made it real for me. That an passing through security. Also the fact that there’s a big fat plane outside my window. Oh dear…

UPDATE: 0830, Spokane

Flight cancelled. Again. Commence state of shock.

UPDATE: 0858, Spokane

Still in line trying to get my flight changed. There’s a Northern Quest Casino sign here that read “Itineraries were made for changing.” Apparently that’s the case.

UPDATE: 1417, Spokane

So. Leaving tomorrow at 6 a.m. to Denver. God willing. This snow is repulsive and won’t stop. You can’t tell road from sky in Spokane, but I think everything will be okay. Laying in bed, eating cookies, about to nap. Morocco, see you in a bit. Ugh.

Et à demain, Maroc.

This is Holly the Honda Hybrid. Boyfriend bought her for me for Christmas and I promised I’d photoblog her journey. After this I think I’ll have to promise him that I’ll figure out how to put a proper caption on a photo. Just saying.

I didn’t think the first leg of my trip would start at a Holiday Inn in Spokane, watching Top Chef and writing this blog post.

But here I am. After a month of unseasonably warm weather, Mother Nature decided to blast Washington with a massive snow storm and my mom and I ain’t driving in that nonsense.

With luck though, I’ll be on the other side of the Atlantic on Friday, drinking a beer in Germany and waiting to go to Morocco.

It blows my mind that it’s finally here. This has been a year-long process and I’m finally about to leave. There’s been ticket buying, packing, scholarship applications, internship applications, making summer plans, reading about Morocco, working with the study abroad office and, in the last couple days, a significant amount of freaking out. But, freaking out or not, it’s finally here.

I know I’m scared, and I’d love to go into details about exactly what, but I don’t know what I’m getting into. This is all so new, my first plane ride, my first trip out of the country, my first time being this far from home.

But I’m excited. I can’t believe I get to live somewhere like Morocco for as long as I do, especially when I really dream about working in the Middle East. This is a trip of goals for me. I want to come out of this trip a stronger, wiser person. I want to be semi fluent in French, maybe even conversational in Arabic. I want to come out of this trip being in love with a culture so very different from what I’m used to.

I can’t wait, and as of tomorrow, I don’t have to anymore.

Happy travels.

Almost a week away!

Hey there, world, I’m Katie and this is my formal blog for my study abroad adventure to Morocco.

I’m just making this post to get something up on my blog. Actually, just ignore this. But expect a slight fit to happen in the next couple days, half me freaking out at how excited I am and half me freaking out at how OH MY GOSH I’M LEAVING THE COUNTRY FOR THE FIRST TIME IN NINE DAYS AH.

Happy travels. 🙂