The end of the semester and the beginning of an overseas adventure. There are worse ways to kick off a summer. (As of 16 May 1999, many of these entries are being posted 48 hours or so late the fact given my schedule and sketchy access from Hong Kong.)
Okay. I know what's really going on.
I'm an absolute wreck, but in a good way.
Deep breaths, deep breaths.
I don't think I'll ever forget that relatively short drive to the harbor.
Once again it was back to the grind.
It was beautiful. So beautiful.
I was on the first bus back to the hotel.
The very definition of a tourist trap.
So much to say, suddenly so little time.