Have you ever heard of "Travel Disengagement"? I hadn't either. Until I made it up, that is... Travel disengagement is defined by Juliana as: "The state of mind before travel, when you don't quite realize you're actually going anywhere."
For example, as I was hurriedly packing my bags last night (some may call it procrastination, I call it being spontaneous), I knew I was packing for Japan, however it still hadn't sunk in. This morning my alarm went off at 2:14 a.m., and my first thought was, "what in the world, who set my alarm this early?" Then I immediately reminded myself that today was the day! I then assumed it would set in at the airport as I bid my parents a heartfelt farewell, but my brain still didn't make a connection. My noggin still was lagging behind as I met my People to People delegation in Los Angeles (by the way, it's amazing what a People to People polo and lanyard does for you -- it basically provides you with 40 new best friends). As we boarded our plane to Tokyo, all the excitement exuded from my delegation was insane, although granted, I was immensely excited myself.
However, I was still lacking that "ah-ha" moment. And that's when it happened. Picture this... I'm sitting in my seat (42F to be exact) watching The Hunger Games on my tiny little screen (yes, unfortunately I did fall prey to that pop culture craze), when the flight attendant hands me a container of sushi and a cup of green tea. Boom! Light bulb! It was as if someone threw a brick at my forehead while shouting "Wake up, you're going to Japan!"
I sat enjoying my sushi and tea, completely mesmerized (let me tell you, my jaw was dropped so far it made it hard for me to chew). I know this may seem silly, but this is a true story, my friend.
So here I am, no longer plagued with Travel Disengagement, 7 hours and 6 minutes till arriving, trapped in my seat with a full bladder and a snoozing women blocking the aisle next to me. But none of this matters at present, for my soul is welling up with excitement.
I'm going to Japan!!!