So it Begins

I'm typing this at the Minneapolis-St. Paul airport, waiting for my flight to Atlanta. After an overnight layover tonight, I arrive in San Pedro Sula just after noon tomorrow.

At this point, I'd say I'm more nervous than excited.

I feel like I've done as much prep work as I can: I got vaccinations; I bought a secure wallet; I'm staying in a hotel that was recommended by someone who's gone before; I've been in e-mail contact with a number of people who are going, including a few staying in the same hotel; my trip is registered with the State Department; and I've left my itinerary with my roommate and parents. I have my passport, and even have Honduran currency.

All in all, I'm sure I've done the best preparation that I can and things will be just fine. But not even Mexico City had the kind of travel warnings attached to Honduras, and I'm a big-ass gringo who stands out in a crowd here at home, never mind in Latin America.

At least I managed to score a free upgrade to first class for tomorrow's flight. I think that "mileage run" I made towards the end of last year to gain Delta Medallion status is already paying off.

Well, it's just about time to board.  Time for this un-sexy adventure to begin.