Backpack packed. The beautiful Miss Willa drives us to the airport.. and I spend the next 17 hours chasing daylight. On the first leg of our flight - we were served two lunches. We started at 1pm California time, and our connecting flight in Japan landed at 4pm... which means every time I opened the window there was daylight. Weird. Our flight was late in Japan and our flight to the Philippines was boarding by the time we landed. Sprinting across the airport after having just had 4 glasses of wine and an hour nap is ... sobering ... to say the least.
And then I got sick. How do I get sick from the food BEFORE I even get to Asia?? I thought I'd at least make it a few weeks before getting sick. I guess the plane food was bad in more ways than one. I was able to get through the flight before rushing to the bathroom at customs and throwing up. Nothing that some four letter words, some tears, and a hair tie to hold my hair back wouldn't fix.
Anyway, we made it to the Philippines. It's 2am and I think I'm going to go pass out for a long time. Tomorrow will have been 8 days from my last day at work... and it will also be the FIRST day that I get to sleep in.
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