Okay, since it's nine at night here but I still feel like it's midnight, I'm going to try to keep these posts pretty short. So my trip to the San Fran Bay area was quite an adventure. When I arrived at the airport, the check-in lady informed me that my luggage was 12 lbs over the limit. Luckily, I have the most fantastic sister, who turned around and came back to the airport so I could throw exactly 12 lbs worth of stuff into her car and my bookbag (which then because ridiculous to carry). But then I was solid and headed into the airport for round two and passed the test!!! Oh and p.s if you aren't trying to get patted down by TSA, I suggest flying out of Charlotte because I didn't see anyone having that problem.
My layover in Minneapolis was about an hour late and then my plane was an hour late landing in S.F, so I was two hours late here. But then I had to take the subway (a.k.a BART) to get where I was going, about an hour on the subway. Then had to lug my 50 lb suitcase and my 5 billion lb bookbag up about 100 stairs bc the escalators were broken!!! No worries though, that is how God keeps up my muscle tone. At this point a white car pulled up to pick me up and we stood in the street for a few minutes because the car we are using is a rental and we couldn't figure out how to open up the trunk. Then I was in the car, safe and sound with two of my supervisors and another girl that is going to be hosting!! All together, I'd say a successful trip. I even made a friend on my second flight and we played angry birds on his iphone together. God is good.
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