Perfectly Packed / August 21

     I checked in at the kiosk and lugged my one suitcase that would contain everything I would be using for the next four months onto the scale, silently and fervently praying that it wouldn't weigh over fifty pounds. The lady at the counter states : "Fifty pounds exactly." In disbelief I look at the scale and read 50.0 lbs. The lady commented that I "packed perfectly!"

My luggage made it 
to Vienna!

Crammed on the tiny 
plane to Chicago.

My lonely little lunch in the Chicago Airport, 
brought to me by Starbucks.