Hey everybody. So I guess I lied when I said my next post would be from Mongolia, because here I am sitting on the floor in Incheon International Airport in South Korea, making a post, waiting for the final leg of this four-part plane trip, the one that will take me to the Land of the Blue Sky. I figured I ought to take advantage of internet while I have it, since I'm not sure quite what the next few days are going to be like.
Since I last posted I've done several things.
- Finished packing. What a bitch.
- Went to Denny's in Portland with my mom, my sister, Renee, Peter, Jake, and Ted Gill for my last Maine meal. I got chicken fried steak and eggs. It was delicious.
- Said goodbye to all those people. I have to admit I got a bit choked up at the airport, and walking through security all on my own, I suddenly realized just how daunting this adventure could be.
- Flew across the fucking country. In case you didn't realize, it's really big. Oh, and when we got to the jetport, we found out that my original flight to DC had been canceled due to fog. Fortunately they stuck me on a couple Continental flights that got me to San Fran via Newark only half an hour behind schedule.
- Met a ton of the other PCTs (but not all of them... there's seventy of us!) and did the whole staging thing. Training was kinda boring at times, since it rehashed a lot of the stuff I've already read in the literature the PC sent me, but it's been reaaaaaaaaally nice to meet all my fellow M21s and to see that they're going through the same things I am, that they have the same anxieties, and that we're all gonna be jusssssst fine.
- Partied like a rockstar in San Fran. Well, not quite, but we got some dinner and beers and hit up a nice little hookah bar. As a result of said debauchery, I only got three hours of sleep, but it was a fun way to spend my last night in America for twenty-seven months.
- Sat through a twelve hour flight to Korea. It actually was much better than I feared it would be. I managed to get a couple well-placed naps in, and I was talking so much with fellow PCTs that I never got all that bored.
So yeah, that's what's new. I'll try to post as soon as I can once I'm in Mongolia. It's coming right up! Love you all. Miss you all.


Hahaha, when I read "... [we] hit up a nice little hookah bar," I took "hookah" to be "hooker" with a Maine accent. Unfortunately, in a frenzy of excitement, I booked a one-way ticket to San Fransisco before figuring it out..
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