Wednesday we took sam and katy to the airport and said goodbye. It was kind of surreal because so many times it has been the other way around. I could only dwell on the strangeness of the moment for about 4 minutes though because of the task at hand...driving their van home from the airport in kunming traffic! Sam told me to use the third ring road because it would be the easiest and have the least traffic and all i would need to do is turn right out of the airport and bada bing bada boom...we’d be home. It seemed easy enough, plus we had an ace in the hole. Paul, a chinese friend of sam’s came with us just to be safe. So i turned right after leaving the airport and bada bing bada...what the?!?...Paul didn’t know where we were either. We eventually did make it home a few wrong turns and tense moments later, but not without vowing to park that car for the next four months and lose the keys. Anyway, when we got home we were both struck with how absolutely quiet the house was. I am not sure we were prepared for the lonely pangs that silence could bring. Liss put it best when she compared it to the feeling you have when your parents leave after dropping you off at your college dorm freshmen year. You know it’s gonna be incredible, but it takes some adjusting.
2 comments:
wow, I can't imagine driving over there, that took some serious guts. Way to not get arrested!
i would have paid money to be in that van with you driving! you're going to have lots of stand-up material when you get back . . .shtick!
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