bad dreams and random thoughts

Last night i had a strange dream. It was one of those dreams you usually have before a trip....the one where everything goes wrong. The plane is late which makes you miss your connection. Every restaurant you walk into doesn't serve people dressed like tourists or is charging 100 dollars a plate. All the French are mean and the British trick you into walking into the wrong part of town. You wake up in the middle of the night with bed bugs running around your legs.

But then i woke up. I think it is good to dream those things so they don't actually happen. Like an alternate reality. The one that takes all the bad things that can happen plays them out so they don't happen in reality.

My mom bought me a portable coffee press today. This should be good for my addiction and my wallet. I'm hoping that i have a coffee a day. Sitting on a grassy hill in Ireland or by Big Ben in London with a warm cup of coffee.

I think i have my bag completely together. I have decided to bring a lot of food for the airplane. 24 hours of me myself and my ipod. I'm going to be so people deprived that i when i get to Dublin I'm going to talk AND talk and talk!!!!

My most recent dilemma is whether or not to bring a towel....and whether or not to bring a warm jacket. If i don't take a towel and the hostels don't have towels how am i going to be clean? Dry myself with the few clothes i have! Lol. If i do bring a warm jacket and it ends up being really hot then i'm lugging around a heavy unnecessary weight. Oh jeepers!!! One does not appreciate ones closet until one knows they will not have access to it.