We arose early, ate breakfast, and ordered a cab. What little food we still had left in our fridge we loaded into two grocery bags and left outside our kindly neighbors’ door. Despite our efforts to avoid disturbing them, they still got up to see us off. Good people are like that, dontchya know!
Tag: Tired
Between Sky and Sea
***Mt. Misen, Part IV***
With morning light falling fresh, the five of us trudged our weary limbs down the pathways of Mt. Misen.
With morning light falling fresh, the five of us trudged our weary limbs down the pathways of Mt. Misen.
Cultural limbo / Winning points / Magical thing
Headachey, and very tired. Excitement for our arrival mingles with delirious travel stupor.
Now that we’ve been on this plane for six hours or so, it has dawned on me that international flights are essentially a species of cultural limbo. Multiple languages, multiple cultures, multiple peoples all homogenized into the experience of jet travel. Neither here nor there. Weird.
Not to be tired / Like zombies / Dream and dream
3:57am: Catch MAX train to airport
4:27am: Eat banana and dry cereal. Attempt not to be tired. Fail.
4:44am: Arrive at airport. Find United Airlines. Proceed through check-in rigamarole.
4:27am: Eat banana and dry cereal. Attempt not to be tired. Fail.
4:44am: Arrive at airport. Find United Airlines. Proceed through check-in rigamarole.