I am sitting in a plane somewhere over the Pacific Ocean, on my way to Bangkok, via Shanghai. I have left everything behind, other than what I have packed in my carry-on Osprey backpack, to travel the world for seven weeks. For the most part, today has felt very calm. I woke up anxious, but once I started to get ready, everything felt as it should. I did all of the last minute things I needed to, and made sure to look around my room a couple more times before walking out the door. And then I drove to work to drop off my car, alone. It all felt very strange. Perhaps the calmness of the morning was just because the time had come, and there was nothing more that could be done to prepare. Even now, as I sit here on the plane only a fraction of the way into my journey, I mostly feel calm, but I also at times allow myself to daydream of what’s to come, which brings fleeting moments of terrified excitement. I imagine all of the things I’m going to see, the places I’ll go, the people I’ll meet, and my stomach suddenly is filled with a frenzy of butterflies fluttering about. I can’t believe this journey has finally begun. 
Saying goodbye to SF!
My 13 hour trajectory 😅



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