Countdown to Syria...

11 days until my big sendoff to the homeland. I'm feeling pretty optimistic about the whole trip at this point. I mean, I do know how to make stuffed grape leaves and I know how to say "hello, my name is Jodi" in Arabic, so I'm fairly sure I'm all set. I mean, the worst that can happen is I get traded for a camel and a persian rug and spend the rest of my life in the desert. (as long as they have ice cream in Syria, I think I'll be ok)