The suitcases are all packed.
After a last-minute water-bottle malfunction and a trip to Canadian Tire, everyone has collapsable water bottles again.
Our boarding passes and Costa Rica Health Check QR codes are printed and paperclipped to the covers of our passports; our passports are stacked open to the photo pages, ready to be quickly flipped through and scanned. They’re in one of my many pockets in my scott-e-vest sweatshirt.
The sukkah has been taken down. The kayaks will just have to stay spread out over the Bakfiets ’til I come back.
I’ve paid all the bills.
I’ve dropped my cellphone plan down to a very basic one so that my voicemail will still pick up while we’re away. I’d better change my voicemail message to say that people should WhatsApp me instead.
The kids have bathed and dressed; they’ve stashed snacks in every available pocket (and since three of them have those magic hoodies, there are a LOT of available pockets.)
The final count of bags is: 2 suitcases (checked luggage); 2 carry-on suitcases; 5 backpacks; 1 guitar.
We leave for the airport an hour from now. I need to eat lunch and take a shower before we go.
Shutting down my computer now. Wish us luck!