I don't feel witty enough when I blog, and we all know I am witty, funny & good with words.
See, you smiled at that (cause it's true)
I made it to Singapore but BARELY.
It's officially been a week and I feel like it's been a month-not sure if that's good or bad. After losing my passport (only to find it in my slipper ONCE I got to Singapore) and having to cancel a really expensive flight-on top of the stress of saying goodbye yet again to my loved ones, pack a lot of crap in a tiny suitcase, sell my car, close all my accounts in the US and see that I am way below poverty level since I haven't worked since June, I finally made it here.
New passport: $195 and the gas it took to drive 1.5 hours to get it.
Cancel and rebooking of flights: $1700+
Misc. spenditures: $200+
Oh! ALSO, after getting my passport in hand and booking new flight, I thought I was in the clear. I was about to enjoy a lemon crepe with fresh strawberries with my girl Andrea when I got an email from Travelocity saying "You ain't flying tomorrow young lady"...in a nutshell, Travelocity sucks so I had to wake up Kris at 3 am for him to handle this situation because I was officially, MELTING THE EFF DOWN.
Were these all "signs" that I wasn't supposed to move here? I couldn't get that out of my head.
Having an entire row of three seats to myself on the leg from Tokyo was sooo the turning point of my luck.
NOW, if I could only get a job and pay all my debts that are not quite slowly mounting :)
Here is where I found that blasted passport! Grrr....
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