I know especially this week I have been doing a lot of rambling about the move. So, in a half hour I will walk in the dark over to the PX and get some things that it occurrs to me that I need that won't be provided by the hotel anymore. Things like TP and bottled water. Then I will climb into a car, by myself, and drive in the dark through the construction zone that is the road to the hotel. Here they move the road around daily, and I'll just try to follow traffic. I do know what most of the traffic signs mean at this point. So, I am definitely out of my comfort zone, since I've only ever driven once since I've been down here, and that was in daylight.
I'm scared about tomorrow's move as well. Scared that I won't be able to find the apartment. Scared that no one will show up. Scared that they will, and I won't be able to communicate with them.
The reality is that I will be able to find things, I have a bilingual friend showing up, and if all else goes wrong, there is no reason I can't stay another week or so, keep the rental car, and move myself slowly. All it takes down here, all anything (and I do mean anything) takes down here, is money. And the cost is in my budget for the short term, anyway.
This is a largish chasm. I'm stepping off in a half-hour. That glass of wine is what's on the other side.