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jhameiaIn about 4 hours I head out to the airport.
I have a flight to Singapore at 9.45pm, a free few hours stay in a hotel, and then I fly out to Tokyo at 8am the next day. After 7 hours muddling on the plane, I have another 9 hours on the plane to San Francisco.
... I also appear to arrive in San Francisco in the late morning, with dick all to do until about 5pm, when I fly out to Ontario. I... kinda have no idea what to do with myself on a Friday lunchtime in SFO. If anybody wants to come visit me at the airport or something, that'd be cool. Otherwise I'll just hunker down somewhere and work on my computer. My cellphone number is +6 012 324 1148.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
yeloson has offered to meet me for dim sum, if all goes well. (My problem with leaving the airport is the fear I won't find my way back in time...)
My new friend, Regina, one of the upper-year PhDs at UCR, will come pick me up from the Ontario airport, and I'll stay in her place for the weekend until I get my shit sorted out. She's even offered to take time out of her dissertation writing to ferry me around and generally hold my hand.
I'm not happy about this move. I've had so many people ask me, "ARE YOU EXCITED?" and the answer is, no, no I'm not. I am kinda looking forward to the move and to being settled and all? But I'm mostly terrified that the same thing that happened to me when I moved to Hamilton will happen again in Riverside, even moreso now that I'm in a completely different country, with a new system to navigate, AND will be stuck in a car-dependent town, with no car.
I had a dream a while back in which I was pretty much flipping out screaming "I'M NOT READY! IT'S TWO HOURS UNTIL MY FLIGHT AND I HAVEN"T PACKED MY BAG! AUGH I'M GOING TO BE LATE AND I JUST DONT WANT TO GO TO THE AIRPORT!" I'm not sure my mood has improved any.
Anyway, I'll see ya'll on the other side.
I have a flight to Singapore at 9.45pm, a free few hours stay in a hotel, and then I fly out to Tokyo at 8am the next day. After 7 hours muddling on the plane, I have another 9 hours on the plane to San Francisco.
... I also appear to arrive in San Francisco in the late morning, with dick all to do until about 5pm, when I fly out to Ontario. I... kinda have no idea what to do with myself on a Friday lunchtime in SFO. If anybody wants to come visit me at the airport or something, that'd be cool. Otherwise I'll just hunker down somewhere and work on my computer. My cellphone number is +6 012 324 1148.
yeloson has offered to meet me for dim sum, if all goes well. (My problem with leaving the airport is the fear I won't find my way back in time...)My new friend, Regina, one of the upper-year PhDs at UCR, will come pick me up from the Ontario airport, and I'll stay in her place for the weekend until I get my shit sorted out. She's even offered to take time out of her dissertation writing to ferry me around and generally hold my hand.
I'm not happy about this move. I've had so many people ask me, "ARE YOU EXCITED?" and the answer is, no, no I'm not. I am kinda looking forward to the move and to being settled and all? But I'm mostly terrified that the same thing that happened to me when I moved to Hamilton will happen again in Riverside, even moreso now that I'm in a completely different country, with a new system to navigate, AND will be stuck in a car-dependent town, with no car.
I had a dream a while back in which I was pretty much flipping out screaming "I'M NOT READY! IT'S TWO HOURS UNTIL MY FLIGHT AND I HAVEN"T PACKED MY BAG! AUGH I'M GOING TO BE LATE AND I JUST DONT WANT TO GO TO THE AIRPORT!" I'm not sure my mood has improved any.
Anyway, I'll see ya'll on the other side.