I am 48 hours away from embarking on the 99th voyage of Semester at Sea's resident ship, the MV Explorer. Surprisingly enough, I am nothing but excited for the eight miniature adventures (and the one giant one they encompass) that await me; the one thing I do find myself worrying incessantly about is that the airline will lose my luggage. For six months this issue has been driving me absolutely mad (it even threatened to squash the entire trip altogether) and as the journey to Nova Scotia draws near, I feel my heart pound harder by the day. While it is entirely possible that this increased pitter-patter is due to my new prescription cocktail of thyroid medication and aderrall, my thoughts seem to always return to one very scary vision: me, boarding the MV Explorer with my carryon in hand and without my three month supply of contact solution, shampoo, suntan lotion, and socks, not to mention half of my shoe collection (including my favorite bright red Miss Sixty booties and Hunter rainboots) and upwards of half my wardrobe as well. While my parents and boyfriend think this notion is absolutely ridiculous, I have done the research and there are statements that contain evidence of a handful of Semester-at-Sea-ers departing nearly empty-handed every semester. I only have $2,500 for the entire three months and I would really like to know: what the hell am I supposed to do without my luggage on a ship in the middle of the ocean? There are no malls on this ship, and the bookstore, while it may contain all necessary toiletries and some UVA t-shirts, is overpriced and let's face it, I simply do not have the mental capacity to deal with that kind of stress.
So, cross your fingers with me and hope that all my luggage arrives in tact so that my sanity might remain in the same fashion.
See you in Canada.
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