Waiting to get on a plane that will take me to Tokyo Narita, and then onto Taipei. I am making my annual solo trip back home so I can pack 359 days of homesickness, guilt and filial piety into a 3-day visit. (I will spend 3 days traveling due to time zone change and the sheer expansiveness of the Pacific Ocean).
As my parents get older, the necessity of going home as often as I could becomes unbearable. The anxiety and sadness I feel every time I see them though becomes unbearable as well. I long to see the joy in my dad’s face as much as I dread seeing his tears. March on, little soldier. That’s what I have been telling myself since I gave the TSA agent my passport and boarding passes.
I will try not to talk about feeling like a Godzilla as soon as I land in Tokyo. But I will feel that way while stuffing my face with food that I have been missing all year.
And I will try and send in pictures to be posted here (and below if the Flickr plug-in works). Just in case you wonder what I have been up to. *Megalomaniac laugh* *Megalomaniac laugh*
Love and peace.
Tagged as:
flying,
home is where the heart is but what if the heart is torn asunder,
i am not a travel writer or a photo journalist but i play one on my blog,
random pictures I took with my phone because i could,
taipei,
thank goodness I am not flying with kids,
tokyo,
you can never go home again
It’s 2:46 am here in Taipei. I have been awake since 1, lying quietly next to the exhausted boys who passed out at 8 pm, which means they’ll be up and ready to go any minute now.
Jet lag sucks ass when you are traveling with kids.
I am also typing this on my stupid iPhod with my nose hovering above the screen because genius here packed a pair of glasses with NO prescription when my eyes are so effing bad (9.80 and 10.20). Wearing contact lenses 24/7 is simply not an option for me; I’d be blinking the whole day like Sarah Palin, I mean, winking.
I still have some work to do for work, and I would have gladly been working on them except I don’t know how to work on Excel while you are effing half- blind.
Except the above loser glitch, and the fact it’s going to rain the whole week, everything is nice. It’s nice to be here with my folks. Awesome to rub the tummy of my nephew’s wife (Yes, that means I’m going to be a GREAT aunt soon… Shut up! If I’m a great aunt, you all are great aunts and uncles according to the Chinese rule of familial osmosis.). Awesome to see my 12-year-old hovering above my parents (I’m the black sheep in my family: different in every way including effing poor eyesight). Wonderful to watch my dad watching Mr. Monk eating and my oldest doing homework with a content smile.
I’m being a bad blogger. I thought I should drop you this note and let you know why it is all quiet on the WESTERN front…
Love, from Taipei
How he feels about the REAL Chinese food...
Tagged as:
bad blogger bad blogger what you gonna do when they come for you,
for goodness sake pack your glasses if you're half-blind,
i can't sleep,
i will be the first one to be killed by zombies,
iPhone hates people with fat fingers and it thinks we all have fat fingers except babies and zombies,
sleep is overrated,
Sleepless in Taipei,
taipei,
what keeps me awake
