It seems that I’m making a habit out of these posts related to numbers, but I think this will be the last for a while. I hope.


100 days. It’s the number of days I have between the day I get my diploma from Cornell and the day I’m handed my “Welcome to Yahoo!” folder at orientation and begin my life as a real live adult. I think it’s pretty much the longest vacation I’ve ever had. It seems like an eternity, but at the same time it feels like the blink of an eye. I remember 100 days ago. It was October 2nd, 6 days before my 22nd birthday, the day after my Oceanography prelim, and I’d just begun studying for the Econ prelim that kicked my butt and was planning the trip to Washington DC with my mom. The leaves at Cornell were just about to reach their peak colors. I took this photo on Oct. 2nd.

100 days is a long time and I want to make the most of it. I have to build in some time to move all of my stuff out of Ithaca and some more time to move all of my stuff to San Francisco, but that still leaves me with a solid 90 days. THREE WHOLE MONTHS. I’m pretty excited.

In the process of trying to come up with my 101 in 365 and on the heels of a rather ranting, bitter, and quite out of character blog post that I luckily had the foresight to delay posting until I could sleep on it, I realized that I should use all of this free time wisely. This may be the last time that I have this much time, barely any responsibility, and will be able to do pretty much whatever I want. I thought long and hard about what I’d like to accomplish in these next 365 days and it all kept coming back to one general theme: seeing places and trying new things. No matter who I spoke to, no matter what I was doing, reading, or not doing for that matter, it all kept coming back to the same thing: I need to get my butt in gear and finally make that trip to Europe that I’ve always wanted to do.

As soon as I had made the decision in my mind, the excitement started to rush in and I quickly finished up my list with things that would allow me to make this trip into a reality and I found myself up until 5AM researching various pre-packaged trips and just looking around to see where I want to go. Sure, I may be flat broke by the end of it, but whatever, right?

So the current issues:

1: Do I do one of those pre-packaged tours (like EF or STA Travel)? Or do I plan it myself?

2: Can I find someone to go with me? Will I be OK with going on my own?

3: Where the hell am I going to get that kind of money?

Not too bad, right? If you’ve ever done anything like this, I could really use some tips and advice! I’m really excited about getting this all planned out and actually doing it, and if you know me in real life, you know that I don’t get excited very easily so this must be a big deal. Oh it is. It’s going to be awesome.