Even though I’ve travelled outside of the country on multiple occasions, the pre-departure rituals remain the same: I watch t.v., devour the remaining leftovers in my fridge, sleep extensively, and, most importantly, I procrastinate. I should be more responsible at this age, but for some reason I can’t help but be anxious and paranoid to the point of apathy. Don’t get me wrong; I’m excited! Participating in conservation efforts on behalf of sea turtles will be a once in a lifetime opportunity that I’ll never forget, but tonight I’ll barely get any sleep and will only breathe freely when my feet safely touch ground in Costa Rica. For now, I’ll try not to think. Hopefully readers will sympathize and eventually appreciate my well articulated (hopefully) post-trip response(s).