I am ill a good deal these days. And the rest of the time, humming Rilo Kiley's "Better son or daughter" under my breath, I am considering Sylvia and the crawl space. All that to say:
My dad procured me a ticket to Penang. I leave June 8th, fly many miles and hours, and land in Tokyo on the 10th. Then to Hong Kong and to Penang. Then I have two full months to do nothing in the care of my parents.
Google assures me it will look like this: