It all changes in 24 hours

At this time tomorrow, we will be arriving at our new home in Saudi Arabia. The Mister and I have been in odd moods all day and I think it's because we're both a little nervous/scared about what we've gotten ourselves into. The emotions really run the gamut of total elation to utter fear.

In other news, I think I've officially become co-dependent. The roles were reversed today and I was the sleepy head, so I laid down for a nap while the Mister went to have the Heineken Experience. Normally this wouldn't have been a big deal, but we're in a strange city without cell phones and completely lack the ability to pronounce the name of the street on which we're staying, much less the last names of our hosts...if something had happened to him, I would have been totally screwed.

Of course, that thought didn't cross my mind as he kissed me goodbye. I was already fading into dreamland. But when I woke up at 4:30, and then Hubbins wasn't back by 4:45, our appointed time...I had to fight off the panic. I knew that he probably was just running late. It's Sunday, so the trams don't run as often, so he probably had to walk all the way back. Then it got to be 4:55, and we were supposed to be leaving for the Anne Frank house by 5:00. I was seriously having to talk myself off the ledge of going out searching for my Mister or calling the Scotland Yard or something.

Of course, he was just running a little late. He showed up at 5:01 exactly. But I quickly told him that we would not be playing that game again.

Sorry Hubsy. I'm stickin' to you like glue.

Meanwhile, I've really enjoyed staying in this gardenhouse. Airbnb.com will be our method of finding travel lodging from now on. We haven't had to worry about our luggage at all, and we can sleep soundly away from street noise and loud neighbors.

One downside is the fact that Amsterdam is crazy humid, and Europeans don't do air conditioning in the warm months. That means it is as humid inside as it is outside. Especially in a drafty garden house. Our towels haven't been dry since we took our first shower. Our clothes feel a little moist when we first put them on. It feels like I've been suffering massive night sweats every time I roll over in bed. These really are all minor problems, but I will say one perk of arriving in KSA is that we will finally be completely dry for the first time in a few days.

It'll be a while before we have internet hooked up in our new apartment, so farewell for now friends and family. Thank you for all the support.

Vicariously yours,