So, I am sitting at the airport, and I am tired. I woke up at 3:30 am and drove here, and I’m just tired. However, I am so excited about this trip that I can’t even imagine napping as I wait for departure. My parents are doing seesaw impressions going between “This will be an amazing experience, and I’m so glad that she can go.” to “We are going to have to purchase the service of mercenaries to extract the baby from the jungle.” I’m mildly worried about being able to communicate because I was awful at Spanish in high school and college and just about any other language. I’m really excited about this whole thing and ready to experience a part of the world I’ve never seen.
The Beginning ( aka I can’t think of creative names)
