Waiting for Tiblisi

   Fri, May 23, 2008 - 6:02 AM
My excitement & trepidation increases as the minuets & hours until my arrival into Tiblisi become fewer. This trip remained a fantasty until just 2 days ago. I truly didn't feel like it was happening. It felt unreal. Then last night, about 6 o'clock it hit me. All of a sudden I ciuld feel the impending joy and excitement. It was as though the Helping Ones gave me a sneak preview to let me know that this will be one of the most wonderful experiences of my jaunt upon the earth. Channeling that energy...unable to sleep... I didwhat I often do... ...I sewed a little coat. I'm wearing it now and it's as if a thousnd little arms are hugging me with all the joy they can possess.

Having these thousand viceral love atoms surround me is a good thing as I'm waiting out an 11 hour layover, mostly at the check-in coounter. Heathrow's terminal 1 is a lousey airport. Retro might be the spin.... no natural light and half under reconstruction. At 6.30 'll be able to go thru security... only 4.5 hours to go.

ps... amercans.... petrol is 9.60 a gallon here.

Hello all my Brittish friends... I'm waving at you.



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Sun, May 25, 2008 - 3:51 PM
Darling one, I am sure that it will indeed be one of your most amazing adventures on the earth. And now, I am eager to see pictures of this "jacket of a thousand hugs." It does sound like something out a fairy tale, something nice sprites or brownies made for a certain someone. A very helpful little jacket.

I'm not really surprised by the price of petrol. Somedays I think I am surprised by how little it has gone up in the Union. Otherdays, my oil country origins start showing, and I am purely horrified. In the 12 years since I left home, I have watched gas prices go up a little bit more than triple. It was still under a gallon when I left dear old Tulsa, and in my niavite, I just assumed that gas, beind an indespensible commodity, had to be so cheap everywhere. If I can use anything as a yard stick for how much more worldly I have become, it is my understand of gas and its role in the world. How funny to remember myself as a young woman who equated petrol with a loaf of bread.