Sorry for being AWOL for the last couple weeks. Everything flew by like a whirlwind and I just wasn't able to find the time to write anything. If you are following me on facebook, instragram, or twitter, you know that I'm currently in Tokyo.
The image above is from Pearson Airport in Toronto, one final look before getting on the plane. Sitting at the gate and waiting to board, I realized how much I was going to miss all my friends and family. Previously, I had never experienced feeling homesick and instead always got travel withdrawal after long trips. This time was different.
My eyes welled with tears thinking about not being able to see any familiar faces for 3.5 months and I had a few moments of doubt. (Luckily and by pure coincidence, my flight attendant friend Jing was flying out the same day and found me at my gate to send me off - Hi Jing!)
It has been funny to hear, "oh you are so brave" every time I tell someone about this trip, because I'm not. I am scared and anxious and already miss a lot of people, but the only other option would be to not take the leap and always look back in regret. That makes it an easy decision, even if it means that I will ugly cry in front of strangers at every airport. (haha ok it wasn't that bad, I only had silent tears streaming from my eyes for a few minutes.)
Fear has this uncontrollable way of making you doubt your choices and abilities. It is inevitable, but when you know there is something you want, you can't let it get the better of you. Once I'm more settled and get a chance to blog about Japan, I will start a series of posts on "the whys" of my trip. It'll give you some background and serve as a reminder for me when I have to push through the tough parts.
Also a huge thank to everyone who sent well-wishes and support via facebook and reminded me that this is what I want and that I can do this! :) I love you guys!
Clearly, the goodbyes aren't my forte. What are the hardest parts of travel for you?