This is my last day in Tacoma, WA. It doesn't feel like I'm leaving this place for nine months. It does feel like I'm going home to Salem OR for a weekend to see my parents, which I'm very excited about. I can't wait to be babied by my mom. After a year of living on my own, I can't wait for Mama Trinh's home cook meals, clean laundry, coffee with Dad, and window shopping with my sisters.
It's odd that my mind can't process anything beyond these sentiments. I think it will hit me when I'm seating at the airport. By then, I'll realize that I'm not going to see all the people that made Tacoma my home away from home for the next nine months.
Asia will be fun and it will be good for me. I needed a break from school and from the UPS bubble. I know for a fact that I'll get home sick. I'll just have to restraint myself from calling people in the States at 3 in the morning. I'll also have to kill my cravings for Tim's Cascade Hawaiian BarBQ chips, peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and milk. But that's okay, it will be an awesome adventure because "I'm leaving on a jet plane don't know when I'll be back again." It will be just me and my 30 lbs hiking pack for nine months. Asia here I come.
