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April 28, 2008. In exactly four months I will be, in all likelihood, on a plane leaving my world and all I know and love behind. I must be crazy. Who in their right mind willfully goes to be alone in a foreign land, in full knowledge of the fact that they will be unable to communicate properly for weeks and months? This isn’t sane. This isn’t normal. This is the first time in my life I’ve taken a step completely in the dark and totally unaware of where my feet will fall — be it on solid ground or nothing at all.