Finally, after 2 am I started packing in earnest. Forgetting, of course, my raincoat. I looked at the pile and pared down a bit. (I'd come to regret the fact that I only brought 1 pair of climbing pants, one pair of sweats, and rain pants for a month of traveling).
Washed clothes, filled stuff sacks, charged batteries, jotted 'notes to self', sorted medical supplies by ailment (gastro, respiratory, blisters, rashes...), checked aamc website compulsively for mcat scores (not there). Finally after 4 am I fell into bed thinking about how it was going to be the last night sleeping with my pillow, my lavender and pine linen spray, and my bedside fan. I thought that due to the harried nature of the previous hours I'd toss and turn in a fitful slumber but instead I closed my eyes and within moments I was sleeping most soundly. Rare for this bear.
The next thing I am aware of is the phone ringing and it is 0730h.
I felt bone tired, my legs ached and stomach rolled from the lack of sleep. I know the ringing phone is my mother, the next thought is, "MCAT!!!"
Stumbled out of bed, stepped into the kitchen, flip open the lap top and logged on. No scores. Sigh. The morning proved to have other obstacles including uncooperative registrar people at my old Uni, some transcripts not yet received...picky paperwork ends that needed tying up.
Still has not sunk in yet that I'll soon be in India. Sure that as soon as I touch down it will come. Just hope the hotel people are there to pick me up so I don't have to deal with being hassled by taxi drivers. I remember how they descend on you like a pack of wolves in that place. Off to the airport. Here goes!
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