After so many flights in my life, I think I can officially speak about how the class system on a plane oddly reflects how classes of the world are divided. Most of us are in coach, and only those who can afford it have access to things such as guaranteed comfort and top-notch attendant care are seated in the front, divided from the rest of us by a curtain.
If you don’t know it yet, I’m shipping off to Panama. In two days from now I’ll be in the sky anticipating my next adventure. If you don’t know what I’m doing in Panama, here it is: I’ll be volunteering and teaching English to children K-6th in the Los Santos region.
Is it just me, or is eating an abominable amount of food before leaving a country 100% necessary? At this moment, I’m eating Teriyaki chicken soba at the Koja Grill in North Philly. I’m getting my fill before I head to Panama in two weeks.