Weekends with wings

The weekends here fly by so quickly. One moment it's Friday afternoon and the weekend seems to stretch ahead of me with one thousand things on my list to do and see. And the next moment it's Sunday evening and I'm prepping for my class the next day and it's pretty damn important that I get some sleep before the week begins. I'm entering my eighth week of teaching which is hard to believe. I feel like I'm still as fresh in my teaching career as I was two months ago. I've heard that it takes a few years of teaching before anything really starts feeling normal. So now into finals week and the week before Christmas in ninety degree fume ridden yet exhilarating and awesome Saigon!!