Joe is putting the latest Psalm 100 concert on my ipod which I will most likely listen to the entire trip. And will turn the volume up loud enough for the people sitting next to me to hear it. And sing so that anyone within a 20 foot radius can hear me sing about the great, great love of Jesus. Why not??...it's easter, after all.
Now that I have stopped to tell Dad goodnight, have a short conversation with Jeff on chat, and scroll through the facebook news feed one last time before I get too busy that I can't, it is 12:10 am. I now have less than 4 hours. I should go to bed. But I doubt I'll be able to sleep. So I'll keep rambling about random things that no one wants to read about except my mom.
If anyone is wondering (which I'm sure no one is) I am planning to eat zero plane food. Except for pretzels and peanuts. I don't know if you've ever been on a plane to China or not, but they like to serve you noodles on your flight. Noodles are bad enough, but it's only worse when they've been sitting in a plane for 7 hours, warmed in a microwave for a few seconds, given to you 753 minutes after they're heated, and served with a turnip and a spork (Brian Regan reference). But no worries...I will not starve. Although I will not be eating airline noodles, I will be eating lots and lots of junk and snack foods. Crackers, goldfish, yogurt-covered raisins, sweetarts, chocolate bars and much more thanks to Miss Carolyn. Whales and cashews thanks to mom. And a giant bag of skittles thanks to Jeff. I also have lots to keep me occupied...I have 5 books, a magazine, and a large selection of movies that will be on the back of the seat in front of me. I'm prepared for this long day of traveling. I just hope I get either a window seat (so I can lean on the window) or an aisle seat (so I don't have to climb over people to get the bathroom).
another good thing about this trip is that I have some sort of escort that will take me from one plane to the next and probably sit with me on my layovers so I don't get kidnapped. I'm hoping or a few benefits from this person:
1) That they'll drive me around on one of those nifty little golf cart things. 2) That I'll get to board first since I'm a child...and miss the part where everyone will get up and rush the gate because it's the last plane out of Vietnam (another Brian Regan reference). 3) That they'll carry my bags around for me. But this one only applies if number 1 doesn't work out.
Well it is now 12:24 and I have 3 hours and 36 minutes before we need to be pulling out of our driveway. Not long enough. It's goodbye for now. I'll hopefully update soon after I get to China. See ya later, America. Don't miss me too much.