Tokyo Disorienation

I've always been a master at sleeping on airplanes but I have now officially proven that theory wrong. The fourteen hour flight from New York City to Tokyo produced a movie marathon that I didnt know was humanly possible (6 movies, back to back) and some really good japanese food (western airlines HAVE to take a page out of All Nippon Airways' recipe book)

I'm now shaking my head up and down like a crazy woman, desperately seeking to stay awake for my next flight to Bangkok which will hopefully give me a few hours of sleep. My sister whom I am meeting in Thailand is feverishly ill with what might be Japanese b Encyphalitis... scary stuff. So it's unclear what'll be waiting for me in Bangkok, a hospital waiting room or a hostel.

SO goodbye New York. It's been a wonderful three years and I will miss the consistent excitement and bustle of the city. And now onto rice paddies, asian cities and a new way of life!