Sunday, June 19, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Friday, June 17, 2011
The Adventure Continues!
Here I sit in Tokyo/Narita airport a good...8 hours before my flight is scheduled to board. A little early? Yes. Too early? Given last night's fiasco, maybe not.
Regardless, I am here, and it is significantly more difficult to shaft a person when they are standing right there.
Last night I slept some, fitful as it was and woke up around 5 a.m. Japan time. I then took another shower, because hey, at this point I don't know when the next one will be. I also shaved so I look less like a convict. Might as well smell clean for a while. I also took advantage of the sink and soap to rinse and wring out my socks and underwear the previous evening, so I spent some time drying those with the hair dryer despite the instruction that it was to be used only to dry hair. Also, don't get it wet. I used all the tricks that I learned to help dry clothes quickly, with moderate success. At least they're slightly more clean than they were after traveling all day yesterday and Wednesday. It's the little things, I guess.
It's hot in here for some odd reason. It's about 72 degrees Fahrenheit outside, so I'm not sure why the heat is on.
On a different note, could someone who is reading this let my dad know what happened? Much obliged. I don't know what his e-mail address is, it changes so often that I'm never sure.
Regardless, I am here, and it is significantly more difficult to shaft a person when they are standing right there.
Last night I slept some, fitful as it was and woke up around 5 a.m. Japan time. I then took another shower, because hey, at this point I don't know when the next one will be. I also shaved so I look less like a convict. Might as well smell clean for a while. I also took advantage of the sink and soap to rinse and wring out my socks and underwear the previous evening, so I spent some time drying those with the hair dryer despite the instruction that it was to be used only to dry hair. Also, don't get it wet. I used all the tricks that I learned to help dry clothes quickly, with moderate success. At least they're slightly more clean than they were after traveling all day yesterday and Wednesday. It's the little things, I guess.
It's hot in here for some odd reason. It's about 72 degrees Fahrenheit outside, so I'm not sure why the heat is on.
On a different note, could someone who is reading this let my dad know what happened? Much obliged. I don't know what his e-mail address is, it changes so often that I'm never sure.
A New Adventure
Greetings from the land of the rising sun!...wait, that can't be right, can it? Surely, there is some mistake!
No. I am in Japan at the moment staying a rather nice hotel called Hotel Nikko Narita courtesy of Delta Airlines.
Everything was going very smoothly until we touched down in Tokyo for my flight change on the way to Bangkok, when the announcement was made that the flight to Bangkok would be canceled due to mechanical difficulties, so sorry for the inconvenience. However, there was a flight from Japan Airlines that would be leaving in less than two hours, so if you could please hurry up and wait while we make no special accommodations for you and you miss the flight. So sorry. Now please wait several hours in the airport while we make arrangements. Downside: I'm now a day behind in travel. Upside: Free room with a clean bed and internet and a night of rest.
Here is what the room looks like:
Not bad for a free room, eh? Also, bath and robe included. Fantastic.
Also, that picture at the top is what I look like after getting up at 3:30 Thursday morning and traveling until 10:00 pm Friday night.
I'll blog more tomorrow when I send e-mails to family and friends to let them know what happened.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Dear god, what am I doing?
It was raining. It was definitely raining. This was not the type of rain where you looked out the window and said, "Well, I don't really know..." It was definitely, unequivocally raining. Cold, too. Cold, definite rain.
It was really the worst kind of rain when he stopped to think about it. Not that he actually did, he was no idiot. It was cold and wet. No reason to stop. It was a turn of phrase, he supposed.
A car drove by just slightly too fast and hit the puddle he was walking near. He was definitely wet. Just like it was definitely raining.
It was really the worst kind of rain when he stopped to think about it. Not that he actually did, he was no idiot. It was cold and wet. No reason to stop. It was a turn of phrase, he supposed.
A car drove by just slightly too fast and hit the puddle he was walking near. He was definitely wet. Just like it was definitely raining.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Conversation
"No?"
"No."
"Never?"
"No, never."
"Well, what then?"
"I don't know. It's your choice."
"You know what I choose."
"That's not a choice."
"Then I don't choose."
"Fine, that's a choice too."
"Good. Good night."
"Good-bye"
"No."
"Never?"
"No, never."
"Well, what then?"
"I don't know. It's your choice."
"You know what I choose."
"That's not a choice."
"Then I don't choose."
"Fine, that's a choice too."
"Good. Good night."
"Good-bye"
Thursday, August 27, 2009
The writing flows in fits
The leaves fell. Each breaking off the tree and gently floating to the earth to join its brethren on the ground. He walked slowly, shuffling his feet through the brown leaves. His dog trotted beside him, sniffing through the leaves.
The sky was the bright blue that only October had. The kind that cool evenings and sunny days brought. The kind you would long for in a few weeks, once November arrived, bringing with it a cold and bitter wind that drove rain and snow before it. The blue would return, of course, in December and January, but it would be a different blue. It would be a colder blue, while this blue, this October sky blue would still warm the heart.
The boy looked up from his study of the leaves. There was a girl walking the opposite direction about thirty feet up the path. He stopped. She was closer now. He looked at his feet. She was still closer. He looked up. She was there.
"Hi," he said. He blushed.
"Hi," she said. She blushed and smiled.
The sky was the bright blue that only October had. The kind that cool evenings and sunny days brought. The kind you would long for in a few weeks, once November arrived, bringing with it a cold and bitter wind that drove rain and snow before it. The blue would return, of course, in December and January, but it would be a different blue. It would be a colder blue, while this blue, this October sky blue would still warm the heart.
The boy looked up from his study of the leaves. There was a girl walking the opposite direction about thirty feet up the path. He stopped. She was closer now. He looked at his feet. She was still closer. He looked up. She was there.
"Hi," he said. He blushed.
"Hi," she said. She blushed and smiled.
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