This won’t be an ode. Not per the actual definition, anyways. I can’t form lyrics and poems are hard. Tribute below (culturally/grammatically flawed): I’ve been here for nearly a month. That is a long time. Certain people have endeared themselves to me. The views and the sounds are things I look forward to every day.
(Guam-Osaka-Okinawa) This was a big day for me. Big. On my first international flight/exchange, I flew with my best buddy. We were able to navigate international barriers and travel together. There was no real stress and I enjoyed several beers both before and during our flights. I drank wine too, because it was free. But