A game with new and old friends. It was supposed to be partly about figuring out the trip. We got to talking and laughing and perhaps drinking a few too many beers. We forgot about the planning.
We leave in a little over a week. I'm trying to figure out a few things. But there doesn't seem to be a sense of urgency on his part. Maybe mine is because my friends keep asking what the deal is.
I don't like not knowing. I'm the information-sign-on-my-head girl. I know things.
Maybe I should just plan things, and let everyone know what I decided.