Visa!

My visa arrived!  Happy dance!  I have every document I need.  All I have to do now is pack and get on the plane.  And less than two weeks until I do! 

So I'm pretty much freaking out.  It's actually weird, I expected at this point to be in a sort of constant state of excitement and happiness, but what's really happening is I'll be just normal, going about my life...then something will remind me of France or exchange or planes or anything remotely related to my trip, and I'll start squealing and jumping up and down with happiness. 

Eleven days!