Am I ready? Only in the sense I'm exceptionally under prepared. Though I bought some books today, because one of my lovely guide books suggested immersing myself in the culture via the medium of words. They are:
Tom Wolfe - The Bonfire of the Vanities
Truman Capote - Breakfast at Tiffany's
Jack Kerouac - On the Road
As I said to Rex, I currently have cyborg butterflies waging wars inside my stomach. Though that may just be the curry buffet yesterday. We shall never know. There's not much else I can really say, my chariot arrives in 30 minutes, I think I'm packed and an Indian guy just rang me to try and give me a graduate job.