You'd think it would get easier to let her go. Instead, my nature is to obsess on details like reminding her to call the bank to let them know she'll be abroad so they don't put a freeze on her card and adding international texting to her phone while she says with exaggerated patience and a bit of eye rolling, "Mom, I'm actually grown."
We went shopping yesterday afternoon for things like a messenger bag with lots of zippers and hidden pockets (the better to foil pickpockets) and some pretty rad sunglasses. You know, the necessities. My girl also picked up a ten dollar fedora on a whim, calling it her Indiana Jones adventure hat. I'd say she's ready!