Well, gang in about 9 days I will be on a jet plane. Velm will be picking me up at the airport in London, and I'll see him again where I first met him, and then there will be no more goodbyes. It is such a good feeling to know that I've done what I set out to do, inspite of myself, beurocracy,Murphy's Law and genuine and debilitating fear.
To recap if there is not one among you who doesn't already know: I got a divorce, left a cushy life in San Francisco, came to live with my parents in Vista(conservative...