Traveling is hard, especially when you’re completely alone. Yet, I’ve managed so far! I said a tearful goodbye to Stevo at the Bag Check and then headed down to the Currency Exchange to get some Euros. The line through security at the Denver Airport was pretty short (thank goodness!) but there was no dogs which was a disappointment. My bag got pulled from the belt and the first thing the security guy said to me was: “Nurse or doctor?” as he pulled my Netter’s Guide to Human Anatomy out of my bag. I just laughed and then I lied and told him I was a doctor.
The flight to LAX was pretty uneventful, I sat at a window seat and read “The Rosie Project”, a book my friend Aspen has lent to me. The woman next to me seemed to be a LOT more stressed than I was, she ordered two mini bottles of wine and drank them before I had the chance to put my tray-table down. We arrived in LA and I realized the airport was MUCH more confusing than I thought it would be, I took a bus from terminal 5 to terminal 4 and then walked to terminal B. My mom was on the phone with me pretty much the whole time so that helped me to find my way. I finally stopped for some food at a sushi place before finding my gate: 135.
I’m about to board my 11 hour flight, but I’ll be sure to post an update as soon as I find WiFi again! Hasta luego!
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