It's finally arrived. My last day.
After today I think that I'll have some pretty amazing things to talk about, seeing as I'll be exploring India in just over a week's time!
I know, I know. I was SUPPOSED to leave on March 8th, but there were some minor technical difficulties that stood in the way of Caitlin, myself and our early departure. Namely a delay in the visa application process and the fact that my backpack has yet to arrive from the Great White North. Like I said: minor. Mere details.
So the next week will consist of coffee, the DMZ and, hopefully, the arrival of my luggage. Then it will be nothing but curry and the Taj for a solid four weeks.
So there it is. She had better be warming up those vocals, because I expect something spectacular to play me off stage!
3 comments:
I am so jealous of your globe-trotting ass its not funny! You guys are going to have sooo much fun in India - experience of a lifetime, I'd say. I haven't worked out in weeks, so I'm over here singing for you. I'll be your fat lady Jacquie! hahahaha!
my exit scene had the theme "drink and fight" by the mudmen.
I picture the building engulfed in flames as I slow walk away. I flick my half smoked cigarette to one side, the front door blows off, windows shatter and bits of chimney dissapear off camera.
I am close enough to the blast for the blast to ruffle my clothes.
But that's just my exit scene, I am sure you have one of your own.
Mine was much less artistic than yours Brad! Essentially, it involved me clutching my backpack for dear life and running as fast as I could to the tune "Ain't Nothing Wrong With That" by Robert Randolph.
I thought about including some sort of explosion, but seeing as I worked at a school I thought that may have been a little morbid.
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