I got my packet from Belize last night (well, actually from California) and in it contained the groups, the order of workshopping, a description of the workshops and all the stories.
My story is up first. Like we get there, we have some dinner, we chat it up, blah blah, we all go to bed. We wake up, we have breakfast, we workshop my story. There's no warm up, no getting to know one another, I guess I'm getting dinner first, but dang. This will be a test. I'm in a smaller group, though, only seven in mine instead of eight. Maybe I'll pretend to be happy about it. Like "hey, going first, kick ass, man, I love it!!" Actually I'm used to going first from Rob's classes. See, everything for a reason.
I'm pretty much scared to death. I think it's okay to say that now. I'm absolutely terrified. Of pretty much everything. I think I need some Asian noodles for lunch. That should quell my fears.