It's not tomorrow yet in Texas

The flight feels so different when it's non-stop. We arrived before I knew it... and they fed us way too much! (Actually, for the first meal I asked for the salmon, thinking I wouldn't have good Japanese fish for a while, as I intend to eat lots of American food while I'm here... but the salmon was *terrible*! Worse than when I prepare it - dry and tasteless and hard. Blech.) But as soon as I got on the flight, things felt weird for me. People seemed too big, too loud, too awkward. While I appreciated the frank eye contact, the man sitting in front of me who said "shit" every other word (in place of "stuff," which would have been only slightly less annoying) I could have done without. Ah well. It takes all types, right?

I don't think I'm jet-lagged, which is good since my dad wants to leave at 6am for my flight to New York. I must say I'm excited, especially since Darren told me Harry Potter comes out Friday night! And now I'd better finish packing...

I hope I don't forget all my Japanese while I'm here. ^^;