The start of a trip
So I am at SeaTac airport. Another trip is soon to begin. Passport, Visa, money, hotel reservation, airport tran14 sfer, and a rough idea of what I will be doing. I think I have been interested in seeing instant since I was twenty years old. I studied history and art, and this part of the world has so much history. Last night I was reading a bit more and I realized how little I know. I am sleepy today as I went to hot Pilates this morning and a morning walk with fumiko. 14 hours from now I will be going through customs in Istanbul. I am always a bit nervous traveling, especially when I start. Once I get to my destination, and get checked in, and take a nap, I wake up with a youthful energy. I want to see and experience everything. I see my fellow airplane passengers arriving at the gate. It seems like a everyone is from some where else. A man wearing a red and turban walks by me, another man wearing a black turban is dozing off. The flight crew has started to arr