Pretty much I’m done. Clothes packed, car service arranged, iPods charged, bording passes printed, blah blah blah. I hate getting ready for a trip.

Now all that’s left is for me to stress out completely and worry if M.’s family likes me. And cross my fingers to see some kind of exotic rain forest action.

For the next two weeks, I’ll be living the minority lifestyle. A chubby white stranger trying not to sweat profusely (Singapore is like 80-90 miles from the equator) or catch a bad case of the skin cancer when pale, pale skin meets hot, near sun.

Check here for pictures and thoughts and general whining no doubt. (And, maybe a bit more once I sleep, make it through security and have nothing but sitting in the airport left to do.)

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