Well I am sitting in the central terminal at Miami airport (which many of you know is my least favorite airport on the planet) killing some time until my flight to LA departs. I'm obviously back from the Galapagos Islands. I wrote a series of blogposts in my big moleskine reporter notebook that I intend to type up and post sometime soon. Suffice to say that the highlights of the trip included catching a 30 lbs yellowfin tuna that became my dinner. Well part of it became my dinner. Most of it is still sitting in my parents' freezer in Quito. More about that to come soon though.
The flight here was relatively painless. Mostly because I spent a good chunk of it passed out in my seat asleep. I was really really tired from packing and runining errands from the last two days. Speaking of tired, my carry- on must weigh like a zillion tons. Mostly because I'm carrying all the presskits for the two films in it. My poor back hates me and will hate me until Hong Kong where most if not all of them will disappear into the hands of prospective buyers.
I feel like such a businesswoman. Haha. You know lugging around sales materials and buying stuff like entrepreneur magazine (it seemed like something that might be useful to read... Since I have a pretty basic grasp on business and running a company). On the other hand, he woman at the cashie register at the Florida lotto store asked me if I was older than 18 because I didn't look older than 16. I blame it on the haircut. My straight and shorter bangs are back and I like them a lot but I think they might me look younger and kind of Asian.
Anyways I have A long day ahead of me with a bunch o emails to send to request meetings to show my film. *sigh* h
Gotta go earn a living! (sort of)
The flight here was relatively painless. Mostly because I spent a good chunk of it passed out in my seat asleep. I was really really tired from packing and runining errands from the last two days. Speaking of tired, my carry- on must weigh like a zillion tons. Mostly because I'm carrying all the presskits for the two films in it. My poor back hates me and will hate me until Hong Kong where most if not all of them will disappear into the hands of prospective buyers.
I feel like such a businesswoman. Haha. You know lugging around sales materials and buying stuff like entrepreneur magazine (it seemed like something that might be useful to read... Since I have a pretty basic grasp on business and running a company). On the other hand, he woman at the cashie register at the Florida lotto store asked me if I was older than 18 because I didn't look older than 16. I blame it on the haircut. My straight and shorter bangs are back and I like them a lot but I think they might me look younger and kind of Asian.
Anyways I have A long day ahead of me with a bunch o emails to send to request meetings to show my film. *sigh* h
Gotta go earn a living! (sort of)
