I am excited and don't care how much ribbing I'll get about it (guy selling fireworks giving me a sombre 'God bless America' when learning of my nationality for one) or how different it is, it's going to be great! wickedmanifesto has bought a load of fireworks (alas, not rockets - illegal in this city/state - annemariewrites can correct me on this one) and, you know, I love an excuse for a barbecue and alcohol, so it's all good.
Unfortunately, my timing is absurd and I have to leave for my flight at 6am the next morning. Argh! As I am also spectacularly bad at planning, I managed to book my trip down to London to go to the Japanese embassy the same day that I arrive, so it'll be a jet-lagged dash down there hours after the plane lands.
It'll then be Stratford-upon-Avon with top marra saffronlie for a couple of days before I'll be back home and full of tales of all those states and people and rad times. Huzzah! :D