Day 1?
(I currently have no concept of when I am, and am mildly distracted by the Chinese characters all over this computer.)
For the last week, during the precious few moments of downtime, I have been worrying about the fact that I was leaving the country without an inkling of what to expect. Although, this wasn't going to be the first time I've left the good ole USA, I've never visited a place where I couldn't even read the language and use my crappy Latin or German skillz to gestimate signage and menus.
Also, I've never spent 18 hours stuck inside of the claustrophobic hell of a middle row in a packed airplane.
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In the winding lines for checkin at the airport (as well as the automatically forming line of death to board the airplane, where the bit of European in me desparately wanted to ignore and cut) I was one of the only non-asians, and most likely scandalized a small country by the volume of my carryon items. (Which included a small library of books, games, music, clothing and other things that I some how managed to not use for the entire ride despite my intensions otherwise.)
(sorry dad. i didn't finish writing this. will try to write more when I'm not being beckoned for breakfast.)
For the last week, during the precious few moments of downtime, I have been worrying about the fact that I was leaving the country without an inkling of what to expect. Although, this wasn't going to be the first time I've left the good ole USA, I've never visited a place where I couldn't even read the language and use my crappy Latin or German skillz to gestimate signage and menus.
Also, I've never spent 18 hours stuck inside of the claustrophobic hell of a middle row in a packed airplane.
---
In the winding lines for checkin at the airport (as well as the automatically forming line of death to board the airplane, where the bit of European in me desparately wanted to ignore and cut) I was one of the only non-asians, and most likely scandalized a small country by the volume of my carryon items. (Which included a small library of books, games, music, clothing and other things that I some how managed to not use for the entire ride despite my intensions otherwise.)
(sorry dad. i didn't finish writing this. will try to write more when I'm not being beckoned for breakfast.)
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