Going going gone

In less than an hour I will be leaving to go to Arlanda. True to my traditions I was the last one to go to bed yesterday and got up nearly an hour before the rest of the family today. Now I am trying to think of all the things I have forgotten, which should be quite a lot of things. I have never ever been this nervous about flying before, but then I was never the one who paid. I don't at all feel in control, but I try to think that everything will turn out fine. Now I really have to pack the last stuff and say goodbye to our cat Kitty. So next time, hopefully, I will be writing from Zimbabwe. Bye! Kram på alla er här hemma!