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yesterday my dad took me up to the bank. we talked for a bit, and he told me that he wanted me to do the best job i could in thailand. i sat there in his van listening to the words come out of his mouth; the way he talks, the rythym of his speech and the care in his voice. like one of those brief moments where you realize that your parents are real people and they love you.
we went inside to the teller and he got me an amount of money in the form of travellers' checks. while the teller was processing them, he said to me that forever how long i stay, i have to work hard, and learn, and have fun. there's nothing like this sort of opportunity left for me. before you leave, use this money to go travelling around for two weeks, explore the country, see out house, and visit your family.
i started tearing up in line in the bank on solono, and i had to just let it go. so i stood there crying with my dad in a bank.
those are the moments which define a relationship, and one of the things i'll take with me on my trip.
wish me luck.
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