Gungula begins...

At long last the time has come. In a few short hours I will depart. It is a very strange sensation. This is something I have dreamt of for years and now I'm not sure how to feel. I'm sort of numb, sort of nervous, sort of ecstatic, and sort of feel drunk or something (I'm not though). My first flight takes me from Minneapolis to Chicago, then from there to LA, then the monster of all the flights, the 16 hours from LA to Hong Kong. Then I sit in Honk Kong airport for 6 hours (hopefully I will be able to stop at the lounge and buy a massage and take a shower) Then on to Thailand then finally, at around 10am central time on Thursday I will arrive in Bombay. I should be pretty crabby and ready to kiss land by that time. I really hate goodbyes. Especially because I'm from Minnesota. They take like an hour each and that is really emotionally draining when you are saying so many of them in the span of a few days! Tomorrow will probably be really hard. I hope I'm not blubbering like an idiot when I'm sitting in the airport by myself, I bet I'd look pretty funny. Thats all for now...I bet I'll have more to tell by the next time I get to a computer.