Yes. I do pack well. Exponentionally better than most. I have developed a roll-tuck technique that has helped me get through many countries you can imagine my dismay when I was told that despite my packing skills, the bag itself was too big and would have to be checked.
This left me with my "carry on" which is a bag no bigger than my 8 lb cat... Could probably only hold a 4 pounder..maybe 5...
After being shocked with the news of the checked bag, I also found out that my plan of sleeping in the Taipei airport was out of the question.."Taipei almost numbah one, but not, cause not opened 24/7" the clerk told me.
After a lot of panicking, stress eating and A disingenuous cell phone, my momma was able to get me a hotel close by. Pheww. The downer: it be speeeency.
Lesson number one: always check airport hours if you plan to bum
Other than that, the flight was gr8!. I managed to watch five movies. One of them being "diary of a wimpy kid"..maybe it was the dehydration, or maybe the beef jerky I was eating had gone bad...but I felt a connection to it, and almost cried.
I made friends with an older Chinese woman while waiting for the shuttle bus. We had only been waiting for ten minutes in the 85 degree weather when she informed me we will probably die here waiting for the bus. I obviously felt a connection to her.
The hotel I am staying in is beautiful. Took me forever to figure out how to turn on the lights.Confusion is classy. There is a"vanishing glass" mirror in the bathroom. When a switch is clicked. The foggy mirror turns clear. Illusions are classy .
Tomorrow I will arrive in Jakarta at one. And leave for Bali at 4:45 and will be officially reunited with my love at 8!
Taught!
Lesson number two: watch diary of wimpy kid (not so much a lesson..but statement)
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