Sitting, Waiting, Wishing

Note: I wrote this at 4:30 yesterday, so the info's a little outdated. But I'm pretty much exhausted currently, so this will have to do for now. I know it's less about my travels and more about my ideas behind them...*lame*...but the real info will come later!

So, here I am. Sitting in a Miami aiport…waiting for the rest of my summer to begin. To be honest, it’s a bit overwhelming. A bit ominous. A bit intimidating. But mostly, it’s invigorating.

I can’t wait to get to know everyone who’s going on this adventure with me. I’ve already met a few of the other Texas State students, but this is just the tip of the iceberg. It’s kind of odd, because I’ve already done enough Facebook stalking to know their faces. The people I’ll be spending the next month with stick out from the crowded airport like characters in a few movies I've seen recently. They’re casually introduced through their typical activities- they fumble with passports, rifle through over-sized bags with frustration, lug obnoxious pieces of luggage behind them- and all hold their breath in anticipation, waiting for the upcoming adventure. We’re all different, but very similar at the same time. This next month is certainly the stuff worthy of a story with damsels in distress, plans that seem to go wrong…but actually are executed correctly the whole time, men holding boom boxes over their heads playing love songs, and hatches being blown off after having fought a rather ominous-looking pillar of black smoke.

This summer is gonna be great. I’m SO READY to enjoy the Mediterranean sea, get to know people I’d probably never meet otherwise, avoid various nuts, adventure through three different countries, and maybe even grow up a little.

I don’t know what to expect about the next 30 days, but I think I’ll come back a little more brown and a little more adventurous. Can’t wait to tell you all about the people I meet and the fun I’ll have.

Talk to you soon!