Next Thursday I’m leaving for Thailand, Cambodia, Singapore and Malaysia. And damnit, the name I’m to call the trip is still up in the air.
It’s surreal that I’ll be traveling abroad literally halfway around the world. The time difference is exactly 12 hours ahead of Chicago. If I dug straight down through Chicago and out the other side, I’d probably end up dying someplace along the way to the other side of the planet. Why would I even try?
I haven’t done nearly enough research about the places I’ll be traveling to. I’ve been occupied with getting my work in order before I leave. I still have projects coming in, and I’ll have to keep up with some work while traveling. I’m kneedeep in an editing project and several other jobs, so it’s not like the whole trip is going to be dedicated to refugees and prison folks.
This Tuesday I might be shooting with an old client from Milwaukee. They need someone to shoot the delivery of an award to one of their top employees locally in Chicago. Fortunately, if I do it, the job will end the same day. I will probably do a down and dirty field edit with the client and be done with it.
The woman I’d be working with used to work for a Wisconsin TV station, and she’s a dream really. She’s great at that on-the-spot style, self-editing technique of being able to knock out an impromptu news segment. Her voice is like butter, and it’s one of those things that when I’m editing her, I get lost in her vocal patterns.
Gosh, I love voices. One of my favorite compliments to pay someone is, “Damn, you have a great voice. Have you considered doing voiceovers?”
Next thing you know, I’m in a cheap motel room laying in bed with a stranger and I’m wondering where to find a cigarette.
I’m looking forward to the Asia-0-tastic traveling and adventure, but I’m not looking forward to being away from Tina for two weeks. She and I are probably closer than most best friends.
You may already know this, but we both work from home. We’re around each other constantly. Some say 24/7, but that’s not entirely accurate. I have things that I try to do away from her and vice versa.
Being away from her will be like breaking an addiction. She may lose her mind. I try to cook or make fresh meals every day and every meal during the week.
I imagine that while I’m gone, she and Zoe will be lying on the floor in the kitchen crying for someone to feed them.
I’ll leave a jar or two of Nutella in the pantry with some crackers. She’ll be fine.
Tina’s perfectly capable of taking care of herself.
She’s been an amazing support during the decision to go or not. When I told her about the trip over a month ago, her response was, “You have to go.”
How’s that for goddess material. She’s simply divine.
I’m curious about how the collision of belief with non-belief will play out. I’m considering instigating all kinds of drama like a reality show producer. Maybe it will all come to a head on a rainy mountainside in Cambodia, in which I take on my Dad and Jimmy (the other guy we’re traveling with) in a battle of the wits.
I’m rather excited really. I like the prospect of the test. There’s very little testing outside of the Yeshua Fog™. So we’ll see how it goes.
Okay, I’m off for a jog and to work this afternoon with the second to last 2010 World Cup Vuvuzela concert blaring in the background.
If you stop by, I’d love to know what you’re up to this weekend.
And, what’s the best compliment you like to give people?