Somehow after the last four and a half months away, I've once again become the white guy that sweats too much. I guess it'll just take a little time to adjust back to the tropics. Anyways, all of my flights went great. I sat next to interesting people. On my fourteen hour flight across the Pacific, I sat next to a Taiwanese lady who had much to talk about and had much advice she wanted give me about life. I was hoping to get some sleep on that flight, but at least the company made the hours pass quickly. On my next flight I sat by a forty-two year old surfer who has taken a trip to southeast Asia every year since he was fifteen just to find waves that are less crowded.
Anyhow, upon arriving I had a big decision to make about what food I would eat first. I ended up choosing a "Masakan Padang" joint which is kind of laid out like a buffet where you point at what you want and the nice man gets it for you. Well, it turns out my language may be a little rusty as I thought I asked for a couple of items in particular for myself and two friends, but they ended up bringing about one of everything out to us. But oh boy, was I glad they did- that food tasted so good. It also made us very full... and it didn't even make me sick.
So, I'm just getting settled in here and getting back into the swing. All is well, talk to you later.
