I'm in Germany right now, and since yesterday, I've been laying in my hotel room and gorging myself food from every restaurant in the area. I don't feel bad, though, because I know I'm getting ready to endure six months in a place that, while not exactly a hardship, still isn't a life of luxury.
Our flight leaves here tomorrow, but I'm not sure what time we'll land in Qatar. I'm hoping for smooth in-processing and gradual integration into a nice daily routine. I'd like the next six months to go by quickly and without incident. Wish me luck.