Well, it's midnight and I take off in about 8 hours now. The parents are in bed, the bags are packed, I'm all ready to go. Two bags at 50lbs apiece, a carryon at 40lbs, and a shoulder bag at about 10-15lbs. There is no way I could fit in ANYTHING else. It's actually gone down. We were going to buy the extra bag. I have all my electronics ready (including the backup HD with all my audiodrama and Who stuff on it - major freakout if I had forgotten it). Now it's just a matter of staying away for the next 4 hours and then getting ready to go to the airport. Then I get on a plane that's going to take me to Chicago. And then, at 12:35 pm Chicago time I board a plane to a completely different life for an entire year.
I did it. I actually pulled off getting everything organized to move to Korea in a bit under three months. It's just flown by - especially the past two months. It seems just yesterday that August was turning into September and it's now officially Sept 21st, the day I fly across half of the continental US and the entire Pacific Ocean. How does it make me feel? Excited and tired at the same time. Excited cause it's going to be one huge adventure and, even though I've done my research, it's impossible to know what to expect. I like it that way. I like jumping off the cliff without knowing if my parachute will work or not. Call me crazy but it's true. Don't worry, Mom. If I do go skydiving I will make sure the parachute works. Tired, because it has been a lot of stress and work to get everything pulled together in about half the time it normally takes. The marathon for the Visa is something I will NOT be forgetting. But it is done. Bags packed, computer communication station set up for the parents, Visa procured, Dr Who mixed and released, Gaia mixed and released, all lines recorded and turned in, contacts made in Seoul via CouchSurfing (I still owe you a really nice dinner for referring me there, David), dog bathed, dollars exchanged to Won. There really isn't anything else for me to do.
That Leaving on a Jet Plane song keeps going through my head. Though the sadder parts about not wanting to go and already homesick don't apply here. I'm not twitchy cause I"m afraid. I'm twitchy and starting to freak a bit because I can't wait to go!
You know how in Gaia Mycroft tends to get really neurotic and stress out and eventually blow up? One bit from Gaia Episode 4 comes to mind:
254. ELIZABETH: I know, he taught me to fly (beat) Now, do go easy on Mike, Ace. He’s a bit frazzled lately.
255. MYCROFT: (sarcastic) Oh? I can’t imagine why! Stars blowing up before they’re supposed to, wormholes dumping us in the middle of nowhere, pesky little brothers not staying put, an assassin on board, and an infuriating Captain who won’t follow the rules!
256. SHERLOCK: I see you haven’t lost your touch, Liz.
257. ELIZABETH: Hey, it’s a gift.
258. MYCROFT: Gah! (mutters various insults about his brother and Elizabeth under his breath)
Hehe. That's going to be me when it comes close to the time to get bags checked and get on the airplane. I shall be having a Mycroft moment, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
"I'm leaving on a jet plane! Don't know when I'll be back again"
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