Locked-Up Abroad

I haven't even left yet and Ive already learned something from my gap year: Patience. I'm only just realizing how TRULY dependent we are on instant gratification.

I sent an email to my Sri Lankan host on Sunday, and I didn't hear back from him. *Stress* Suddenly I am convinced that no one will be waiting when I get to the airport. I will be stranded in a foreign country all by my self; I don't know the language; I don't know what to do. The whole organization is a scam. They've taken my money and now I'll end up locked-up abroad and my friends will never see me again, except on some Discovery Channel TV special about foreign prisons.

Maybe it is subconscious nervousness that makes me stress so much about an unanswered email. Chill out, Ellen. Sri Lanka is 10 hours ahead of Eastern Time anyways. They don't always have power, and certainly not always internet access.

I got an email (two of them, actually) from my host this morning. Instantly, I am confident and excited about my arrival once again. I can already tell that the upcoming months are going to force me to sit back and experience. I cant wait!