En Route Expectations 26 Feb 2005
"Life is so constructed that an event does not, cannot, will not, match the expectation." ~Charlotte Bronte

On the Plane

Just finishing up faulkner's 'light in august'…the plane is flying close to Siberia right now…finished my second in flight meal (the first was chicken and rice, this was ramen noodles…transitioning us into china I suppose)…listening to bright eyes and jimmy on the laptop…

Lisa was right: although I had a general idea of the flight time, a 14 hour direct flight is a long time. Especially in a big plane with very small personal accommodations. Slowly but surely the reality of my adventure has begun to dawn on me. This is for real.

I want to record some of my expectations of china and of my trip - if nothing else, to give me a laugh in four months on the return flight. In reality I'm not too sure what my expectations are - so this is also an attempt to formulate and create them, as well as capture them in words.

Excitement. Apprehension. A slight headache. Curiosity. Childlike wonderment looking out at the Siberian whiteness below.

We flew in a northerly direction out of chicago, almost passing by santa, and coming down into china through Siberia and Mongolia. I had not expected that.