Late night infomercials.
Trip Start May 11, 2009
17Trip End Ongoing
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Dehydrated, starving, tired, and restless, I walked shakily to the airport driveway. Aki picks me up right on time, with a smile. I am too out of it for jokes and beg for him to stop at the Natural Foods Store. Grab a tempeh burger, nutty monkey shake, and a salad. I can barely eat anything though I feel extremely hungry.
Get back to the hostel. Get very sad. Leaving this time was the hardest yet. I didn't want to go. I still don't, a day later. And I made a promise to myself that next time I go home, it's for good. Not for a month. I am tired of back and forth, planning lives and then leaving them behind. Tired of having half of it all, everywhere I go. Because no matter what amazing place I find in the world with amazing lifestyles and natural environments, it will never be complete because my family isn't there. And no matter how much I love being around them, I will always hate living in the suburbs. So here I stand at the crossroads of a location decision.
But for now, I am on the road again. Going west. And really, it's not so bad. Really, it is amazing, quirky, wonderful, difficult and real. I am the first of my family to ever go to Asia. (Three weeks and counting..)
I am starving.. Eyeing up that salad for breakfast. Then a quick run in the rain (rain in Kona?!?) to the bus to take me to my homeside of the island. I need silence and solace. I need my cabin.
Late night infomercials are sucking me in. I want a bendy vacuum and six pack abs.