Operation Singapore

New York, United States

In 10 days, I'll be on an 19 hour and 40 minute flight to Singapore, for the first time EVER. I've spent the last month preparing for the voyage so there's not much left to do now besides pack up my belongings, take a deep breath, and board the plane. Yet last night, after drinks with the A-List, I laid down for bed and started thinking about this trip, and I somehow felt like I was sky diving again...

Standing on the ground excited and nervous, but ready to jump. On the plane riddled with anxiety, looking out the window thinking "WTF am I doing" but trying to smile because no one else on this darn plane looks as nervous as I feel, and it's way too late to turn back! Standing in the doorway of the plane, parachute securely strapped on, counting down the seconds til I jump out those open doors with the wind roaring in and TERRIFIED that I'm going to die. I am sure I am going to DIE. Leaping out of the plane, adrenaline and gravity taking over. Suddenly, having the BEST F*in experience of my life! Coasting. Floating. Sun. Silence. Peace. Smiling. The parachute opens, and I glide down to earth. Perfect landing, not bad for a rookie! Complete euphoria, so happy to have survived, feet firmly on the ground and completely psyched to jump AGAIN! No seriously, I really DO want to jump again.

So as I get ready to leave for Singapore, I'm at the stage of my departure where I'm looking out the window of the proverbial plane thinking "WTF am I doing?", but it's way too late to turn back now. There's so much potential for awesomeness ahead, I'm trying to tune out being terrified. I can't wait to get to the part of this "jump" where I'm coasting, and this is the best experience of my life.

"Not trying is worse than to stumble and fall" - Singer, Jazmine

Live Limitless,
P

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Jetsetter P on May 25, 2011 from New York, United States

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Singapore, Singapore

So It’s my first week in Singapore already and let me tell you what you're missing. The flight over here in business class was redic! I never want to fly coach again. Talk about service with a smile, they treat you like a queen! The food was excellent, and the sleeper seats really comfortable. The flight attendants are dressed in traditional dresses, elegantly poised with their hair in meticulous buns and freshly polished nails and faces. They look like beautiful dolls. They didn’t even think I was weird when I asked for a picture of me sleeping. I guess it happens all the time. So after 19 hours and 40 minutes in the air, and then a 12 hour time difference ahead, I had finally arrived! Photos of the journey attached. It was soooo hard leaving Jay at the airport. We were ok until the last minute, and then the flood gates opened. He supports me in my choice to take a chance, experience life, and advance my career and I love him for it. Didn’t make it any easier to leave though. We both know that it's only for a short while and we'll have the rest of our lives together, so I remind myself of that when it gets lonely. Since I've arrived, Carol (my co-worker) has been taking great care of me, showing me how to navigate my way to the office and find lunch. I think I'm going to have a great time working with her! My apartment is lovely. Centrally located and I can walk to work and catch the MRT (train) anywhere I need to go. I put some pictures of it so you can see where I'm spending my nights. Haven't seen anything this week yet other than the apartment for sleeping, the inside of a taxi, and 1 Raffles Quay, which is my office building. As the weeks go on I hope I have much more interesting stuff to post. Stay tuned...

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