The Journey of 7,809 Miles Begins with the First Step

6:36 a.m.
I think my plane to Detroit is arriving. It doesn't seem real yet. I wonder if it will ever seem real. An amazingly large amount of change in a short time. So far I've learned that when you fly it's not good to have a bunch of crap in your pockets at the baggage check. I forgot to put on deodorant this morning. I just learned that "help" and "shoulder" are the same word with different tones. Bang. Need to learn how to get to Ya Ya Hostel. Ya Ya tsai nar?

5:15 pm
Wondering what the fuck I was thinking. I'm about to land in a country on the other side of the world with no job, an inability to speak the native language, no friends, and very little money. I really need to get a nice looking résumé worked up. So far the plane ride has been sort of luxurious. They have it set up so you can watch free new release movies and listen to the latest musical releases. I listened to Eddie vedder's ukulele album from start to finish. It was awesome! Eddie Vedder - Ukulele Songs I'm watching the Bourne Legacy now. Occasionally I doze off. When I jolt awake I just think to myself, "I hope I was asleep for a while". It's almost worth a thousand bucks just to take the plane ride. In eight more hours we'll be in Tokyo. Holy shit.

1:13 a.m.... or is it 5:13 p.m.? What exactly is time anyway?
In Tokyo. So far no sign of Godzilla.

22:54 pm
I'm in Taipei on a bus heading to my hostel. I'm so fucking lost. Only white person on this bus. I certainly wouldn't call English usage rampant among the locals. I look strange compared to all the natives and we can't communicate very well. So it's not That different from back home...

I need to not be afraid to ask for help from the people I've met online. This is gonna take some work on my part. I used to have trouble finding my way around in America, so Taipei will be even more fun. Someone wrote down my address in Chinese to show to people if I got lost. Already misplaced the damn thing.
Oh yea and I'm sooooooo tired and late to check in. What if the hostel rented out my room?
So many scooters. Even the police drive scooters.Scooters. Swarms of scooters. It's like cricket season in San Marcos only with scooters.I want one really really bad.

2:49 a.m.
Met up with Eddie Kaye. He's awesome. Runs some English schools. We walked around, had some weird food and talked about Tai Chi and life in Taiwan. First friend!

5:30 a.m. 
Sleep. Real sleep. At long last, sleep.