Heading South...

I haven't written in a while. The longer I stop posting the more critical and insecure I get of myself when I sit down to write. I don't have anything to write about in particular, so this is purely for the experience of it.

My suitcase is packed and I managed to fit everything into a carry-on. Now I don't usually pack ahead, but for once I wanted to enjoy a quiet evening rather than the mad frenzy I usually find myself in. For those of you interested in my itinerary I am heading to Portland to pick up my 10 year old nephew and accompanying him to Space Camp in Huntsville, Alabama. Isaac, my nephew, doesn't seem particularly excited about camp so either he is quietly reserved, he's scared, or he has no interest in it at all. Perhaps a little bit of all three. I couldn't be MORE excited for him, but I also realize I may be living out some childhood fantasy through him. Still, I hold out hope he will get something positive out of it.

I am a little worried about traveling down South with a child. I'm only there a few days doing the drop off/pick up and flying to Denver a few days in between, but when I spoke to D--- at the A--- cab company to arrange transportation, his drawl was bigger than his reservation skills. I know this is the 21st century but in the deep recesses of my mind, I still harbor some concern about how many Asians they have seen in Alabama? Perhaps all the Asians that are down in Huntsville are the ones that attend space camp? I guess we will see what happens when we arrive there at midnight. I just hope nobody asks me "Are YOU VIET-MA-NESE?"
By the way, no offense meant to those who live down in AL.

By the way, I've been thinking a lot about tar balls. Perhaps because they keep referring to it in the news when speaking about the BP oil leak. Huntsville is pretty far from the coast, but whatever they are, I hope I don't have to see one. Just in case though I will pack a little 3oz bottle of DAWN in my carry on.