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Tuesday
Apr132010
Into the air
April 13, 2010
We are flying in a matter of hours and I am a mess. I am not such a calm person, after all. Okay, the mess is mostly inside, mostly centered in my chest cavity, and if you were looking at me you might think, "How calm she is! Sitting there with her iced coffee and her laptop, perched on her hotel bed!" Do not be deceived. Inside, I am all aflutter.
Here's a tip for you and me. You don't need to answer questions about who you are and what your place in the world is, hours before a flight. Just get your bags together and get ready to go.
Chinua wrote some good stuff on the Red Shirt protests and the Song Kran festival. There is even a video, of the first day of Song Kran, much tamer by far than yesterday, when thousands of people were on our street with buckets of water, just waiting for us to serenely traipse by. If you've never experienced it, just ask a few dozen people to dump ice water down your back, when you are not looking.
Here's a tip for you and me. You don't need to answer questions about who you are and what your place in the world is, hours before a flight. Just get your bags together and get ready to go.
Chinua wrote some good stuff on the Red Shirt protests and the Song Kran festival. There is even a video, of the first day of Song Kran, much tamer by far than yesterday, when thousands of people were on our street with buckets of water, just waiting for us to serenely traipse by. If you've never experienced it, just ask a few dozen people to dump ice water down your back, when you are not looking.
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Reader Comments (6)
Haven't experienced the Song Kran but have experienced the ice water down my back before... In the heat it's probably wonderful, although shocking at first.
Have a safe flight!
All jittery for you, so your cells can relax. Muah.
I don't know what I think of your tip. I always thought the pre-flight hours (or pre-birth hours, or pre-anything-important-hours) were the perfect time for questioning the meaning of life:)
Hoping you have an easy-ish trip. Can't wait to hear more from life in North America.
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Strange. When I prepare to fly I am insanely happy, thinkign where I am heading, what I'll see, who I'll hug and especially what I'll eat (yes, I am shallow like that as I don't have ANY ethnic food here).
You know, I usually feel like that, Paola. But I think that this time it weighs a lot more, being away for two years, knowing that I have a short time to be back. And Christine, I think that it's true if you can be positive and calmly think about things like that, rather than obsessing and questioning your very existence. Maybe my tip is really only for me!
This is what makes me a bad commenter! I was just being sarcastic... which I am way too often and it doesn't transfer very well in emails or comment boxes. What I meant was that I always obsess wildly about my purpose in life, etc. etc. at the most in-opportune times, like right before my life is about to change with a birth, or a move, etc. So, I'm jivin' with your tip... just not with my own ability to communicate!
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