And I’m Back Home

I technically started the day on Friday at six-thirty in the morning, since I haven’t slept since then.  I literally slept three hours on Thursday night, and none on Friday night, so I’m super tired.

I had my last breakfast with all of my friends, which was sad, and then I had to leave the dorms to catch my shuttle.  I had packed my bag earlier in the morning when most of my friends were asleep (for an hour), and I ended up having more bags than I could handle.  My eight-person shuttle left and I got to the airport at about ten.  Here, I was somehow able to check myself into the airport, get my ticket, and go through security by frantically calling my mom, and acting incredibly confused to airport workers.  Luckily, I only had to re-distribute five pounds into other bags in order to not get an excess weight fee again.  I did, however, have to pay for an extra bag (which is actually cheaper than a heavier bag).

Once I was finally at my gate, I saw a girl who had an SFB lanyard with her, and after I started talking to her, it turned out she was the level eight girl from Iceland/Swedan/Hungary.  She was on my flight to Minnesota and then she would be off to Ampsterdam.  We talked till the plane came, and even then she had a relatively close seat to mine.  I was able to get a few hours of sleep on the plane, which was rather nice… even though the pilot kept on being sucky and attempted to go for a landing, but then went back up and repeated.

At the Minnesota airport, I had a half hour to find and guide my new Icelandic friend to her gate, and then find mine.  Luckily the airport is pretty small and I even had half a sandwich while I was there.  The plane ride to Iowa was short and I finally got home.  Yay.