Twas the night before travel, when all through the house,
Not a calm feeling could be found, not even from the spouse.
The bags were packed by the door with care,
In hopes that Korean Air would soon take me there.
The students were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of tea-leaves danced in their heads.
And Barb in her kerchie and Lorena dressed in white,
Had just settled their brains in preparation for a long 12 hour flight.