Okay, I have to do a bit of back-blog because I arrived in HCMC almost a week ago. So, from the beginning then.
After awaking at 05:00 on Friday, August 7th, I adjusted my suitcase, ate a peach, talked to the 'rents, had a shower, drank some coffee, and said a tearful good bye to Deindre. Then Brent and I left Deindre's house at about 06:45 to head to the Pearson Airport and face my fate at the Cathay counter.
On the way to the airport I told Brent that if my suitcase was too heavy I was going to have a meltdown, and yes, my suitcase was too heavy. Not the too heavy that you can buy your way out of, of course, but the beyond the weight restriction kind of too heavy. I was advised to go over to the empty British Airways counter where I could begin to take things out of the suitcase and use the scale to weigh my bag. Brilliant. This is exactly what I want to be doing. I don't want to be spending time with my boyfriend who I am moving away from for two years, I want to root 'round in my ever so carefully packed bag and remove essential items that I can't live without.
Brent, being the rational person that he is, volunteered to go purchase another big suitcase so I could disperse the weight of my bags and take everything with me. Now, as some of you know, I have packed up my house, and packed up my bags and the last freaking thing I want to do is unpack and re-pack my bags AGAIN. So despite his knight like, valiant effort, I decide to just remove things from my bag. (So clearly, the issue that I have is completely my fault, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. If you choose to read no further that is fine, I do take full responsibilty now that I am 22hours away from my resourses that I really do need).
As a teacher I wanted to have resources with me, resourses = books = too heavy. Lovely. So I took out my teaching resourses (except the three kilogram binder, I put that in my carry-on just to make my journey complete) and left them with Brent. There's always the internet right? Besides, I couldn't leave the underwear behind...they don't make 'em big enough to cover my hiny here!
Needless to say, now that I am here in Saigon I am thinking going commando would be fine if only I could have my books...
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I am going to love reading you blog!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI miss reading what you have created. You are a brilliant writer (far better than me).
I know what you mean, how can you go anywhere without books, especially your best resources. But you are a resourceful person and you will do amazing with the internet!
By the way, I have seen your covered hiny recently and it isn't big at all.
Good luck, you are going to touch thousand in your journey there, both physically and virtually.
I will keep bloggin' and maybe we can set something up with my school. I have lot of blogs and want to start podcasts this year.
Love
Lindsay
Hey Cher!
ReplyDelete(Sorry about the "Mrs Teal" part!- it's just that I already have a blog through the school and I didn't know how to change my title!)
It's great to know that you arrived safe and sound- despite the luggage dilemma! I have been thinking about you often since I said farewell last week. As Lindsay mentioned- you are an amazing writer and I can't wait to read about your "remarkable" experiences!
Take GOOD care,
Love and Prayers,
Lisa
I can sympathize with your packing plight as I have recently (finally!) sold my house and am now packing my life into a box. The difference is I have 12 days to do it, and I think you had at least a month!! Glad to hear you made it there safe and sound. Looking forward to hearing all about your adventures. Sorry I didn't get a chance to give you a proper good-bye. I did ding dong you but you weren't there. Cottage with Brent's family probably. Take care, you.
ReplyDeletehugs,
brandie