All I've eaten is plane-bread.
Currently sitting around in Incheon, South Korea, waiting for my last flight to Osaka! I'm getting more and more excited as I hear more Japanese around me, Incheon's airport is by far the coolest I've seen so far, I think. Especially in comparison to LAX, ha ha. Ohmygosssh security through the international terminal at LAX was such a nightmare!
During the thirteen hours across the Pacific, I had absolutely no desire to journal or read in Japanese and it was freaking me out. I really didn't study at all during my break too! I'm a little freaked out by that, ha ha. I'm hoping I didn't reset my Japanese abilities and arhghhafjdklafj whatever no stress.
I think having no motivation during my flight to even at least attempt journaling in Japanese made me worried that my enthusiasm for Japan is losing steam, which is scary after all the trouble my Japan-lust seems to have caused this break. Ugggh no stress no stress. I am picturing myself getting to Shinsaibashi station and feeling wicked happy despite being gross, tired, and bogged down with bags. I'm picturing myself being super-thrilled to get to Osaka even just by myself! Tomorrow my father will fly into Osaka too though, and we should have an interesting few days of sight-seeing together.
Uggggh I felt like I had a lot to talk about in my plane-brain, but now I can't really organize my thoughts. I wish I could sleep better on planes. I wish these boots didn't make my feet reek. I also wish that tromping around airports in a short skirt made me cute rather than ridiculous, but I'm actually afraid the world thinks I'm just ridiculous.
La la la~~ About another half an hour and then boarding time? Ha ha, I keep mega-stressing that the trains will be done running way earlier than I expect them to, and me having no way to get to my precious hotel bed! Dude whatever. Looking forward at the VERY least to conbini onigiri.
During the thirteen hours across the Pacific, I had absolutely no desire to journal or read in Japanese and it was freaking me out. I really didn't study at all during my break too! I'm a little freaked out by that, ha ha. I'm hoping I didn't reset my Japanese abilities and arhghhafjdklafj whatever no stress.
I think having no motivation during my flight to even at least attempt journaling in Japanese made me worried that my enthusiasm for Japan is losing steam, which is scary after all the trouble my Japan-lust seems to have caused this break. Ugggh no stress no stress. I am picturing myself getting to Shinsaibashi station and feeling wicked happy despite being gross, tired, and bogged down with bags. I'm picturing myself being super-thrilled to get to Osaka even just by myself! Tomorrow my father will fly into Osaka too though, and we should have an interesting few days of sight-seeing together.
Uggggh I felt like I had a lot to talk about in my plane-brain, but now I can't really organize my thoughts. I wish I could sleep better on planes. I wish these boots didn't make my feet reek. I also wish that tromping around airports in a short skirt made me cute rather than ridiculous, but I'm actually afraid the world thinks I'm just ridiculous.
La la la~~ About another half an hour and then boarding time? Ha ha, I keep mega-stressing that the trains will be done running way earlier than I expect them to, and me having no way to get to my precious hotel bed! Dude whatever. Looking forward at the VERY least to conbini onigiri.