... Taiwan stole a day of your life?

Ok so maybe I'm being dramatic. We've only been in this airport for 6 hours and have 3 more to go but it's freezing and sleep seems out of the question (although I'm going to keep trying). That being said, the Taiwanese people seem super nice so far - a few kept checking on Anna while she was attempting to sleep out of genuine concern and care.

So far on this trip (about 20 hours in), Anna dressed up like Ellen Degeneres which is causing a lot of buzz in the airports. I began bawling crying on the plane while watching a movie in which a vivacious Kate Hudson is diagnosed with terminal ass cancer -- this really freaked out my new Taiwanese friend in the aisle seat as I blew my nose repeatedly and told Anna I was most definitely losing my mind. Oh and I used a squatter toilet for the first time successfully!

 

My main realizations so far are that I don't like long layovers and should've listened to Anna when she tried to steal the airplane blankets when we were exiting the plane. I've also realized how staggeringly uncomfortable I am with death. I used to never cry (twice a year max), and now it's a regular thing typically triggered by someone dying - Cory Monteith, a girl's mom in the book I'm reading, and apparently Kate Hudson dying of cancer in an airplane movie. Maybe it's just having experienced so much of it so deeply but each time someone dies it hits me hard. I definitely want to work on this.. maybe explore my spiritual side and figure out why I'm so scared of what comes after death.

So this is a lot of rambling for 3am but I can't believe we're well on our way and the hard part is (hopefully) almost over! Bangkok you're next...