Leaving on a Jet Plane

Whoa. Five more minutes at home. Hope I packed everything. Hope I sit next to someone cool on the plane. Hope I don't get stranded at a train station and have to live in the streets. Hope I like Yorkshire. Psh. Not liking Yorkshire, what a silly thought. Really the only things I'm worried about are all the logistical things that could go wrong...and the fact that I might starve for ten months because I just found out I'm allergic to just about everything except fruits and veggies. We'll just have to wait and see pudding. What a weird expression.