Embark or Disembark?

The day that we have been planning for, thinking about, anticipating in a dreadful type of way is here, and as we wait at the international terminal of O’Hare we are realizing that we are indeed not going to be waking up in the US for quite sometime. That is an interesting feeling, all of you who have lived abroad probably understand what I am not understanding yet, and this is the shift of lifestyle that improbably takes place. I found out that our flight is actually just under 7 hours, not the 8 hours that I was anticipating, that means I have one less hour to sort of watch a movie, fade in and out of sleep to 16 channels of music that I don’t care to listen to, or I could try to fill in the complementary crossword at the back of the Flights magazine. I have had a discussion/argument with a friend as to whether we are embarking on a trip or disembarking from home/US on the trip. I argue that it could be looked as either, he sort of agreed, we never did figure it out totally, either way the plane is in the air now and as they say “There ain’t no turning back now” The stewards are almost here with that half glass of ginger ale and tiniest bag of pretzels ever, so I must log off for now.