The glass is half full?

I keep reminding myself to think positively because things definitely could be worse. Part of me expected to arrive in HK to find myself locked out of the dorms, find all my items missing, and be internet-less. To my dismay, none of these things have happened. I successfully made my way back to 904 Lee Hysan Hall and all my possessions were still in my room. In fact, I'm pretty sure someone came in and organized my things a bit.

Unfortunately, I still desperately wish that I could be back in Boston. For the past 48 hours I have not spoken to anyone with the exception of airline stewardesses and doctors.

My journey to HK was a real pain. First off, I barely made it to my 7:10 pm flight on time. I went from terminal B to terminal E and then back to terminal B before realizing that Finnair is partnered with American Airlines. I checked in at 6:27 and somehow made it onto that plane. Six hours later, I'm in London Heathrow Airport. It's alright, but British Airways has an odd policy that doesn't allow people to sit at the gates until their plane is boarding. So for another six hours I napped awkwardly in front of a few kiosks. What I've noticed about London is that it is indeed rather dreary and there are a lot of Indian minorities.

I eventually boarded my two hour flight that would land me in Helsinki, Finnland. It is cold as hell there, the sun does not set till almost midnight, and their bread tastes weird. The 7 hour layover in Finland wasn't so bad though because the airport had these lovely lounge chairs that I ended up napping on for 5 hours. After that, I was finally on my way to Hong Kong.

I'd like to also state that this 31 hour commute was all done with a infected and blurry right eye. That's right, it hurt and I couldn't see.

After 4 hours at the local hospital, I've now been prescribed eye drops that have to be used every 2 hours and a lovely night cream that I'm supposed to rub against my cornea.

At least, I'm pretty sure I'll be able to sleep according to the HK schedule, especially since I've just purchased a Carlsberg (which is arguably one of the shittiest beers in the world) and a pack of cigarettes.

Well, it's only 42 more days. In the grand scheme of things, 42 days is nothing.