Packing, packing, packing. The bags, the house, the pets. The latter is always the most difficult because I can't explain to the furry guys what is going on. And I miss them when I go.
Leaving in the morning for Harare, Zimbabwe. I think I am ready, but never really for the 24 hours of travel, which feels longer each time I do it. Departure 10:30 a.m. Monday; arrival 1700 p.m. Wednesday with a time change to 9 hours ahead. Nothing a Benadryl can't fix.
This is an educator trip, so we will be working along side teams in the OR and teaching at the bedside; maybe a lecture now and then if time off coincides and allows for all. Then there is the education of us, the travelers, always returning a bit changed and a bit wiser, thanks to our international colleagues and hosts.
Off to sleep.
Leaving in the morning for Harare, Zimbabwe. I think I am ready, but never really for the 24 hours of travel, which feels longer each time I do it. Departure 10:30 a.m. Monday; arrival 1700 p.m. Wednesday with a time change to 9 hours ahead. Nothing a Benadryl can't fix.
This is an educator trip, so we will be working along side teams in the OR and teaching at the bedside; maybe a lecture now and then if time off coincides and allows for all. Then there is the education of us, the travelers, always returning a bit changed and a bit wiser, thanks to our international colleagues and hosts.
Off to sleep.
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