Monday, January 24, 2005
Still No Rest for the Weary
I have to admit that once I got back from Israel I had three nights of some of the deepest sleep in my life. You know, the kind of sleep where you just pass out and have no idea when. I guess that interlude of restfulness was a sign from above preparing me for what was to come.
I was supposed to fly back to school on Sunday, but my flights were delayed and then eventually cancelled because of that monstrous storm that dumped 3 feet of snow in some locations. Okay so I got to stay an extra day and home and I flew out today instead. The only problem was that today was the first day of classes. Ooops.
So I miss the first day of classes--what a wonderful way to start out the semester--and instead I spend the better part of the day bored off my ass waiting in stuffy planes and hectic airports. After delays and issues, I finally land at my final destination. I hear a voice calling my name by the baggage claim--a friend from college. Look, I wasn't the only one who missed the first day of classes! Dandy! We talk, blah blah, it was nice. She gets her luggage, and once the baggage carousel stops I get a bit worried.
Yep, my luggage never arrived. The only problem is that I'm not the type to travel light. Especially for a 5 week break. Having flown about 50 times last year, I got used to carrying my life, my home with me. If I'm going to be on the go so much, I might as well make "on the go" my home, right? Anyway, it kicked me in the ass. I'm in my dorm at a severe loss for underwear, socks, shirts, and other bare essential. Oh and my big winter jacket is in my suitcase, too. I'm not looking forward to walking to class tomorrow in 10 degree weather!!!I have to admit that once I got back from Israel I had three nights of some of the deepest sleep in my life. You know, the kind of sleep where you just pass out and have no idea when. I guess that interlude of restfulness was a sign from above preparing me for what was to come.
I was supposed to fly back to school on Sunday, but my flights were delayed and then eventually cancelled because of that monstrous storm that dumped 3 feet of snow in some locations. Okay so I got to stay an extra day and home and I flew out today instead. The only problem was that today was the first day of classes. Ooops.
So I miss the first day of classes--what a wonderful way to start out the semester--and instead I spend the better part of the day bored off my ass waiting in stuffy planes and hectic airports. After delays and issues, I finally land at my final destination. I hear a voice calling my name by the baggage claim--a friend from college. Look, I wasn't the only one who missed the first day of classes! Dandy! We talk, blah blah, it was nice. She gets her luggage, and once the baggage carousel stops I get a bit worried.
Yep, my luggage never arrived. The only problem is that I'm not the type to travel light. Especially for a 5 week break. Having flown about 50 times last year, I got used to carrying my life, my home with me. If I'm going to be on the go so much, I might as well make "on the go" my home, right? Anyway, it kicked me in the ass. I'm in my dorm at a severe loss for underwear, socks, shirts, and other bare essential. Oh and my big winter jacket is in my suitcase, too. I'm not looking forward to walking to class tomorrow in 10 degree weather!!!
I was supposed to fly back to school on Sunday, but my flights were delayed and then eventually cancelled because of that monstrous storm that dumped 3 feet of snow in some locations. Okay so I got to stay an extra day and home and I flew out today instead. The only problem was that today was the first day of classes. Ooops.
So I miss the first day of classes--what a wonderful way to start out the semester--and instead I spend the better part of the day bored off my ass waiting in stuffy planes and hectic airports. After delays and issues, I finally land at my final destination. I hear a voice calling my name by the baggage claim--a friend from college. Look, I wasn't the only one who missed the first day of classes! Dandy! We talk, blah blah, it was nice. She gets her luggage, and once the baggage carousel stops I get a bit worried.
Yep, my luggage never arrived. The only problem is that I'm not the type to travel light. Especially for a 5 week break. Having flown about 50 times last year, I got used to carrying my life, my home with me. If I'm going to be on the go so much, I might as well make "on the go" my home, right? Anyway, it kicked me in the ass. I'm in my dorm at a severe loss for underwear, socks, shirts, and other bare essential. Oh and my big winter jacket is in my suitcase, too. I'm not looking forward to walking to class tomorrow in 10 degree weather!!!I have to admit that once I got back from Israel I had three nights of some of the deepest sleep in my life. You know, the kind of sleep where you just pass out and have no idea when. I guess that interlude of restfulness was a sign from above preparing me for what was to come.
I was supposed to fly back to school on Sunday, but my flights were delayed and then eventually cancelled because of that monstrous storm that dumped 3 feet of snow in some locations. Okay so I got to stay an extra day and home and I flew out today instead. The only problem was that today was the first day of classes. Ooops.
So I miss the first day of classes--what a wonderful way to start out the semester--and instead I spend the better part of the day bored off my ass waiting in stuffy planes and hectic airports. After delays and issues, I finally land at my final destination. I hear a voice calling my name by the baggage claim--a friend from college. Look, I wasn't the only one who missed the first day of classes! Dandy! We talk, blah blah, it was nice. She gets her luggage, and once the baggage carousel stops I get a bit worried.
Yep, my luggage never arrived. The only problem is that I'm not the type to travel light. Especially for a 5 week break. Having flown about 50 times last year, I got used to carrying my life, my home with me. If I'm going to be on the go so much, I might as well make "on the go" my home, right? Anyway, it kicked me in the ass. I'm in my dorm at a severe loss for underwear, socks, shirts, and other bare essential. Oh and my big winter jacket is in my suitcase, too. I'm not looking forward to walking to class tomorrow in 10 degree weather!!!
