Spring break started on Friday. It's been a long time coming and I think I've fully earned it.  I never thought that teaching full time was going to be easy but I also never guessed I'd be dying for Spring Break.  By Thursday afternoon, I was desperate. I was dying for the holiday. And now it's here.

This means that shortly I won't be here any more.

I am hopping on a plane to fly to Morocco.

Then my friend A. and I are going to explore the country. We'll be back in a week. <em>Maybe. </em>

I am looking forward to the warmer weather and to mint tea. Anything and everything else will be an added bonus. I don't know to expect, I don't know the language and I don't know how I got so lucky at to be going to Morocco for Spring Break. It doesn't really seem possible to me. But, apparently, it is and that's pretty exciting.

So what does this mean for you? Well, I won't be tied to my computer. Heck, I'm not even taking my computer.  I am taking some clothes, my camera and that's about it.

But because, I am a nice person and obsessed with both blogging and my trip I've written and set three posts to be automatically published this next week.  So I am not totally leaving you hanging for the week that I am away. This probably means that I am spoiling you and you'll grow to expect things like this all of the time.  Here's my warning: don't plan on getting used to this.  I am only going to break your heart.

And speaking of break: Good-bye for now, Happy Easter--hope the Easter bunny brings you plenty of chocolate, and we'll be in touch in a week.

Until then, stay out of trouble. <em>Okay? </em>