For the first time in my working adult life I’m taking a real vacation. I leave in a few hours for Japan where I’ll be for the next few weeks. It’s both exciting and terrifying.

It’s exciting because well, I’m going to Japan. It’s a place I’ve never been to but everyone raves about. Good food. Fast trains. Anime. And I’m going with a most excellent travel-mate who seems to know her way around the Earth. And we’re stopping in a place where deer appear to rule the city.

At the same time, it’s terrifying because the plan is to be only minimally connected to the Internet while I’m there. It’s a real vacation. I’m not going to work. Well, I’m not planning to.

I’m sure I’ll figure out some way to use Twitter from time to time, but I won’t be constantly checking for news like I have every day of my life for the past several years. That will be very odd.

I hate being behind on the news. And yet, I’m going to force myself to be. And to try not to worry about it. We’ll see how that goes.

I hear the WiFi is good in Japan so hopefully I’ll be able to upload some pictures on Flickr, and maybe even post a few things here. 

And I’m going to apologize in advance to the several hundred people that will undoubtedly email me when I’m gone. I’m probably not going to read it. That, I am very much looking forward to.

It’s relaxing time. It’s Suntory time.