here goes nuthin

wow. less than 12 hours in north america now. wow.
i'm all packed and ready to go. packing. hmm. now that was interesting.
i packed at least six times. it went something like this . . .

step 1: make piles of what i want to take
step 2: try to pack it all
--result = miserable failure
step 3: weed out the non-essential, and a few pairs of shoes

repeat from step 1

eventually i had to stack things in piles of what they were and limit the numbers of certain items of things. for example, i couldn't just start packing clothes randomly and then stop when my suitcase was full. i may have ended up with all tshirts and no sweaters. too bad korea isn't tropical. would have definitely made for some easier packing. and i heart my sweaters, but had to leave most behind. hopefully they have erin-sized sweaters in korea.

so now i have:

(1) camping backpack = 45 lbs
(2) "bertha" the big suitcase = 68 lbs
(3) backpack = holy lot lbs
(4) laptop briefcase = lot lbs

one time on my way home from france, i had a few wine bottles in my carry on backpack. i got all checked in okay and everything, and the guy okay-ed me and i was ready to go to the plane, then i picked up my carry-on and went "oouf," at which point he stopped me and made me weigh my carry-on. it was too heavy and i had to rearrange. that was lame. so no ooufing tomorrow, must remember, no ooufing.

i should really go to bed now. i am so sleepy. my mom and i went to see the penguin movie tonight for her birthday. it was good, but morgan freeman has such a sooooooothing vooooiicceezzzzzzz . . . . .

it doesn't feel like i'm really leaving north america. i feel like i'm going back to montreal tomorrow. i feel like any moment i could just trot down the street to jake's apartment. or pop along laurier. weird. i used to feel like leaving meant ending, but i guess i don't really feel that way now. leaving just means change, or something. [insert witty and deep and relevant and meaningful comment here].

so here goes nuthin. i don't expect to feel it until i get off the plane and have a good sleep, then wake up in the english-less land of kimchi and hopefully erin-sized sweaters. until then, i will travel free from the time-space continuum, since i expect to pass out on my flight tomorrow, lose all direction, location, and time, and end up in another world.
i hope it's cool.
actually, i just hope it's not wretchingly awful. that would be enough.

eep! next post will be from korea! eep!