Twas the night before Pamplona (San Sebastian) and all through the house......
Well here I am the night before I leave and I'm feeling excited and yet a little nervous
at the same time. Its been a couple of years since my last visit so as I pack I'm trying
to keep things to a minimum. I wonder if it will be exactly as I left and remember it.
Things always change and they are never the same as when you last remember it but
I hope this is like land that time forgot. I can hardly believe that the time has come
already. It seems like yesterday I was planning this thing with Matt. But my beard
and hair say otherwise. I look like some old hermit or Jesus now. I'm sure I will get
stopped somewhere along the way for my looks. As long as I can still scare kids in the
airport then I should be fine.
It's getting late and I still have stuff to do so I will let you know how it goes tomorrow.
I think Owie is the only kid who wont cry at the beard... he may cry when you shave!
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