Dropping Down

Here Is A Shot I Took flying over the ocean in a plane[/caption]

A part of me wished I could stay floating in the clouds, but I knew what comes up always comes down.

You can’t defy gravity and no one stays at the top forever, a part of me thinks it’s pointless to even try.

Before now when I landed in a foreign country all I really did was turn my brain off and follow my parents around. Landing by myself this time I had a million things on my mind.

• Exchange Money
• Go Through Customs
• Buy Bus Ticket
• Get on Right Bus
• Go To Hotel

Toting around the two child sized bags around made me feel bad for my companions in Skyrim who was eventually turned into a human pack mule(sorry Lydia).

Standing in line waiting to buy my bus ticket all I could think about is the things that could go wrong. Taking the wrong bus and eventually getting lost in a foreign country was the main worry. When it was my turn to buy my ticket, I walked up

“Ah-GEE-Oh onegaishimasu”

I was met with only a perplexed face of the attendant.

I then remembered I was using the good ol’ murican pronunciation.
“Ah-Gay-Oh onegaishimasu” that seemed to clear up the confusion as I was able to receive my ticket. While making my way to the bus stop the handle on of the suitcases busted. Letting out a deep sigh I realized this was just the way my life was half the time, held the suitcase by the smaller handle and proceeded.