Snakes on planes. Llamas in Peru. Lauren in Chile.

I have had terrible insomnia the past week, 

mostly because I am excited, but also due to nerves. 

Travel plans came, and apparently I get to fly to not one, but TWO, Spanish speaking airports. Lima, Peru is the stop before I arrive in Chile. 

There is a letter I will receive, and it will be in all Spanish. I can give the letter to people in the airports and they will understand why I am at the airport and where I need to get to. 

That's all that matters, eh? 

If I don't get to where I am supposed to...

just know that I will be in some Spanish country singing the Spanish "days of the week" song,

since that is all I remember from junior high. 

I might also pet some llamas while in Peru. 

Either way, let's hope & pray that Hermana VanCott will arrive in Chile. 

Somehow. 

Timeline.

Shots & Passport, check. 
I didn't enjoy either. There is something about paperwork and needles that just make me want to run home screaming. Two steps closer to Chile, and that is all that matters.

Finishing my finals at UVU on Wednesday, then it is mission prep season!

There are still moments of serious doubt where I have no idea why I signed up for this... I don't feel prepared enough! Then I remember they teach you Spanish at the MTC, and I stop worrying.

My farewell (and my parent's farewell as they head to Redlands, CA to be mission president & companion) is on June 16.  I get to speak right after a week in the mountains with 12-18 year old girls. If I have bags under my eyes, girls camp is probably the reason.

I leave with my family (I think) on June 28th, and I get to tour their mission before flying to Santiago, Chile on the 4th of July.

Next step: Temple.
Next next step: Mission packing. ...eek.