As the months, weeks, and days have ticked down I have had many goodbyes to say to my friends and family before the real adventure begins. Not all parts of the adventure are enjoyable, and the tears of farewell sting the worst. Those are the times where I wonder why I've ever had the dream of seeing the world and maybe it would be better if I just got a job close to family- the kind that just pays the bills, but isn't necessarily very rewarding- but then of course I wake up and realize that it's just a thought in passing.

The adventure is what I have dreamed about for so long, and while I would love to even bring those family and friends along for the trip, I realize even then that it's all part of the journey. The experience requires an unfortunate separation.

This morning is my last one for a while in the US. I have eaten a ceremonial cheeseburger and the next morning some pancakes, which will not be readily available upon my arrival in Japan. I only wish I had thought to bring a bottle of Red Hot so that I could make my own Buffalo Wings while there. I suppose I'll think of more things upon my arrival as well.

After a 13 hour flight, I will arrive in Narita Airport in Tokyo. It may be difficult for at least a week (if not longer) to correspond with anyone in the US, but I'll do what I can. Soon enough I'll have my wireless internet for my Skype and a cell phone that will be easy to use to make calls to the US. Also, I will have a US number that will forward to a local number in Japan to make it easier- and cheaper!- for people back home to call.

Farewell friends and family, I will see you soon enough and talk even sooner.

Luke