"To awaken quite alone in a strange town is one of the pleasant sensations in the world. You are surrounded by adventure. You have no idea of what is in store for you, but you will, if you are wise and know the art of travel, let yourself go on the stream of the unknown and accept whatever comes in the spirit of which the gods may offer it."
I'm going to try to make that my mantra in spite of my hypochondriaical ways.
I bought my plane ticket yesterday after concluding that the travel agent the school uses doesn't know what he's talking about. He kept trying to put me on flights with 7 hour layovers. $1600 later, I booked my own flight. 1 hour layover in Dallas, 2 in LA, then a 13 hour flight to Taiwan.
At dinner tonight, the only Mandarin word I could think of was 'pijiu' which is 'beer.'
Countdown: 11 days.