My panic attack
As Mom and Dad know I always have a panic attack before I go anywhere big. Ireland was horrible. Last night I had my first Hawaii panic attack since buying the plane ticket. The panic attack does not mean I am not excited (I am). It just means I am nervous and I want to hide under the bed.
I feel better today now that I am more organized. I have maps of the airport and directions to and from the car rental place. I even reserved a tour of Pearl Harbour and Honolulu for my second day. I think I am somewhat overprepared, but thats ok.
Good times (I hope)
Jules
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