Mom and I got to LAX way early. After I arrived at gate 120, I still had 2.5 hours to kill before my flight takes off. I went to go buy some water--a whopping $4.99. Plus a banana to curb the hunger. I'm sitting next to a guy who looked like Charlie from Lost. Behind me is a woman who looks seriously sunburned. I'm already enjoying the lovely Australian accents all around me. "You're going to Sid-nay?" Yes, I am. And no window seat either. =( I'm still very sad about that. I'm considering keeping a nice photo log of my trip, and I wanted to take pictures of Sydney as we break through the clouds when landing. I had a phase in my life where I wanted to be a flight attendant, and researched several airlines. Qantas Airlines, which was rated as one of the top places to work. It also had good reviews with customers. I'm really looking forward to getting to select my own movies, and not suffering through an epic-long flight with broken headphones and horrendous dubbed kung-fu movies (I don't ever want to fly China Eastern again).
Advise from the family:
Grandpa: Look after yourself.
Grandma: If you find someone there, that's good. If not, that's fine too. You're still coming back for med school for 4 years, and I'm sure there will be someone of high quality waiting for you there too.
Mama: If they give you bottled water, don't open it. Save it for later. If they give you water in a cup, keep the cup and use it for brushing your teeth once you get to your host family.
Dad: Q-A-I-what? What kind of ridiculously named airline are you flying?