March of the Living 1999 Diary

April 11, 2:45 AM (Montreal time)

Well, the plane just took off. I guess this means the trip has really started. Funny, I'm still in a state of disbelief. I don't think I'll really get it through my head that I'm on the March until I'm in Poland. Maybe even later.

I'm not quite sure what I'm feeling now. A little excitement, more than a little nervousness, and a lot of anticipation.

I'm sitting between two adults, which I suppose is all right. I would rather have been other kids from Montreal.

Well, I'm not going to write a lot now. Maybe later on in the flight. I'm going to try to get some sleep. G'night!