The veils are falling, one by one...

A pal/ex colleague of mine kind of… told me off for writing too much (can you believe this guy’s nerves?!!), so today I’ll try to follow his advice and keep this post terribly short. I was thinking about what to write today, and my eyes fell on Tom Robbins’ ‘Skinny legs and all’ (‘Ο χορός των εφτά πέπλων’, στα Ελληνικά), squeezed in some shelf, among other Tom Robbins’ books (big fan of his). Isn’t spending the last days before starting a big trip you have been dreaming about for months, like watching Salome’s dance? Think about it… Yesterday I went downtown to window-shop and spotted a couple of things I need to buy before leaving for India. Today I visited weather.com, they have 10-day forecasts, and for the first time I had the chance to see what the weather will be like my first day in India. Tomorrow at work I’m filling in the application form for my leave, and the day after that I am starting taking my anti-malaria pills. Saturday morning? Going downtown again to buy myself a ‘cute’ Swiss knife and a small daypack I fell in love with. Every single day a veil falls, and as that happens, the excitement grows bigger and bigger. If you have read the book you must remember the description of the spectators’ reactions as the little skinny dancer finished every ‘round’ of her bewitching dance by letting a veil fall… Their hearts kept beating faster and faster, their foreheads kept getting more and more wet, their mouths kept getting drier and drier, holding their breath for the moment they knew the little skinny dancer would be left without any veils covering her body… Less than eight days to go, and I’m loving every single minute of the sweet anticipation until the moment I’ll wake up next Thursday morning, to go to the airport (as if I will get any sleep the night before that)…