Traveling

The Journey of a Thousand Miles Begins with the First Step

What a great start to my service in Guinea! I missed my flight to Philadelphia for staging, the last flight of the night, now I’m sitting on the airplane on a flight that was supposed to take off at 7:25 am (it’s 7:40am now). They cannot find the pilot and have not given us any information otherwise that we will be leaving soon, they even turned the engines off.
With all of these snafus you’d believe that I am discouraged to go. Not at all. I don’t believe that this simply boils down to the simple fact that I don’t believe in omens, I still get a little wary about irrational things all of the time. I think that it is because I am a lot more prepared for things to go south, while still knowing that everything will be alright and that getting upset rarely helps anything (WOW! Is this maturity??!!! I don’t think that I’m ready for that). Anyways, it is what it is and I might as well just accept it.
the darkest nights produce the brightest stars
At least when I get to my other trainees, I will not be traveling alone anymore. It’d be nice to travel and talk to someone isn’t a single-serving friend (Flight Club references f*ck Yeah!). I’ve started traveling more since I first studied abroad and left for France. Actually… it might’ve started with going to the Grand Canyon for the thanksgiving break of ’12. Travel and hardships makes people bond and form friendships even if it is only for a short while that they spent the time together. I’ve imagined that travel with my significant other will continue to add glue to keep us together with such hardships.. That or break us up. You know… whichever.