September 25: Plane

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Writing from the plane! Wish I could say I was writing from the air but we’ve been sitting on this runway for, um, a while now with no particular indication of when we will leave.

Ah–apparently weather delays. I don’t really care about being late–we don’t have another connecting flight–but I dislike uncertainty. @riotsquirrrl and I have been chatting so it’s mostly fine. I wasn’t stressed or anxious until I looked at my watch and went–hey! We’ve been here a while! Also I want to stretch my legs, which is bad news bears, since we haven’t even taken off yet.

Anyway, traveling so far has been fine–only the smallest hiccups here and there, very little even to write home about.

I’m still not fully used to the idea that I am really doing this, really going on this adventure. But then–I have gotten better at adventuring. What is life but a series of things you do and experiences you have?

I have been getting glimmers of realization that I do deeply miss Paris and French and hearing French. Weird, these things you miss without realizing. I know I didn’t spend that much time there, but it was so formative. Paris still feels like MY city. I can’t imagine what it will feel like to wander those streets again.

The plane is dark and the reading light is SO bright, so I am writing this by my phone flashlight instead. It’s really giving Victorian era. But also–in a plane. I settled in as if I was living here, and I feel like I am, like I’ve been here forever already and will remain here forever. Might as well get comfortable. It’s an overnight international flight…