It is 12:45 am, August 24, 2010....the day my journey officially begins. My flight takes off at 9:55pm. And here I sit writing rather than packing..wondering what's going to happen, who will meet me in Cairo...I now think I have two people coming to the airport to pick me up. I'm afraid of trying to sort out what's happening because I might screw it all up and there'll be no one to meet me.
Right now, I can't believe I'm actually doing this...going to Gaza, staying for six weeks, traveling by myself, not knowing any Arabic. I must be crazy! (which is what many people think)
What do I want from this journey?
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