Flight 2821, 7:15 am, Thursday, June 3rd (Pre)

It is Wednesday, June 2nd. In 31 hours, I will be aboard a plane on my way to Los Angeles, board another plane to Seoul, Korea and then to Cambodia. Am I nervous? I thought I wasn't, but now I am. I have just started the midst of packing, but as I look around the room right now, listening to the sounds of Sophia from Golden Girls on the television set, there is clothes scattered across my apartment's living room floor. Eek!! I have one more shift at Starbucks tomorrow, my last 8 hour shift for awhile. There is a lot going through my head right now, from how are people in Cambodia going to judge me as a Cambodian American, a heritage traveler to will I be able to use my language skills, my Khmer and get myself through Cambodia for the next 10 weeks. 10 weeks, 10 whole weeks. That makes me super nervous, I have never been away for that long. But, this will be an experience of a lifetime and I am very grateful that I am able to have an internship in Cambodia and be involved with the genocide courts and also the Khmer Krom community. I know that this trip could be very emotional, even typing this, I am getting very teary eye. I am excited to meet my Yey (grandmother) for the first time. My first time meeting any grandparent. What will I say to her? What will I do? Will she like me? Will she say my Khmer is balum balum (broken)? Super excited and super nervous. I need to pack, but I might go to sleep now. Packing is usually the best when it is last minute. Something that I am very good at doing.