(posted after the fact)
So, I got up at 5:30 this morning, left at six, got to the airport at 6:40, had an emotional goodbye with my parents. I was careful to have my little carry-on shampoo and conditioner in a separate bag, but they still pulled me aside at security because I'm so brilliant that I forgot that my huge container of contact solution was still liquid. But the security man was nice and let me keep it.
My plane trip to Hanoi is broken up into three parts: First, six hours to San Francisco, (and here I am!) then twelve hours to Seoul, Korea, and then four and a half hours to Hanoi, with enough waiting time between flights to make the whole thing take a total of twenty seven hours. Pretty intense, right? So now I have twenty one hours left. Jesus.
I've never been to California before, and I wish I had a chance to explore San Francisco a little. I got a look at the landscape coming over and everything was very dry and hilly and brown – practically no green. It's so cool and bizarre how one country has such vastly different climates and environments within it. One day we have to do that cross-country trip my mom has always talked about.
It's probably a sign of how sheltered I am that I'm not used to seeing as many Asian people in one place as there are in this airport; maybe half of everyone here is Asian, and I'm not just talking about my the gate for my flight to Korea. But it makes perfect sense that there would be, in California. I really need to spend some actual time here someday.
I'm getting so good at airports. I'm such a big girl. We'll see how well I do when I get to Korea.
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Ooh! So many transfer-flights! I was Cali to Alaska to Ha Noi, and then a bus to Ba Vi.
San Fran is awesome, you should def visit some day.
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