I am blogging to you from Washington D.C. this evening after a looooong day of traveling. Today actually started around 9 a.m. yesterday. That’s right, short of attempted naps on the plane and the two hours I crashed between 5 and 7 p.m. tonight, I haven’t slept at all. I’m really not much of a procrastinator, but when it comes to packing, I’m always pushing getting finished before I have to leave for wherever I happen to be going. Of course, I’ve never had to pack for longer than 15 days before, so I should have given myself more than a couple of days to get everything together for three months. But, I didn’t. I started packing at 2 a.m. Friday and finished about 3 a.m. Sunday. And since I needed to get to the airport by 5 a.m., I just didn’t bother sleeping. By the time I got to the apartment, excitement and adrenaline were the only things keeping me going. My roommates were out when I finally made it in, so I decided …

This is me last fall on the viewing deck at the Newseum. I really, really need to pack. In four days I’ll be leaving for my my next adventure — spending three months in Washington D.C. I will be joining five other undergraduates for  an internship with the Scripps Howard Foundation Wire. I’m kind of in denial right now about this entire thing. It doens’t feel like I’m about to leave home for three months to go to a city where I don’t know anyone so I can play reporter for a little while. Ha, when I say it that way, its kind of intimidating. (‘ve never been one to get exhilerated by making friends out of strangers. I’m sort of the wallflower type. But when I remember that I get to live a dream for a few months, all my concerns vanish. Yes, I’m going to miss my family and friends back home. But this is just another adventure of a lifetime! Like the Gypsy Trip, I’ll be blogging throughout my internship. My posts …