Traveling

As I arrived to the Jackson airport yesterday morning many emotions passed through me. I would begin my journey that could change my life, but I was also not going to see my family or friends for for two months. Some know that may be a good thing for my family and I. Ha (joke) side note, I still am trying to figure out how to make my things I write in my blog come over as funny. So as I am waiting to board my flight from Jackson to Atlanta, yes I know I don't understand why they would send me from Jackson to Atlanta to Los Angeles, but it happened, I met Ellen Jussely who is another intern at JAF with me. She was very easy to talk to and made finding the connecting flights much easier. On the way to Atlanta I made my second friend of the trip, he was in his 70s with a white beard and a straw hat. As he got up to leave he pulled out his business card and said "if you ever make it by Virginia come by our museum and give me a call, I am the public relations coordinator." Ellen and I waited in Atlanta for our flight to LA and began talking. She is actually the entire reason you are reading this right now. Anyone who knows me at all knows I don't usually write my papers for school/ or any at all. I know y'all are questioning how she was able to convince me to blog, but the thought of being able to look back and reflect day by day on this experience was something I couldn't pass up on. So back to my trip, we boarded to head to LA and Ellen happened to be in the row in front across the isle. We were about to take off when the 3 yr old behind Ellen began screaming crying followed with the captain coming over the speaker saying we would be delayed because of weather. I was seated next to two Asians that spoke another language the whole time. The man in the isle seat began pushing buttons on his screen so hard that the head of the man in front of him began slamming forward. He kept peeking over his shoulder at the Asian trying to hold back from saying anything. Finally after enduring the poking for a few minutes, the man finally turned around and said "whennnn youuuu pokeee thee screennnn........ Itttt pushesss myyy seatttt." As if the men did not speak English. "Useeee theee tipppp offf yourrrr fingerrr." The Asian looked at him and nodded and said I speak English. All I could do was look at the window and hold in all the laughter that was trying to escape. After this event I realized that every time I readjusted my self in my seat with the arm rest I accidentally hit the channel changer of the guy next to me and he would just sit there and a few seconds later he would change the channel back. We landed in LA and caught our shuttle to the hotel, got checked in and tried out the hotel restaurant. This brought an end to my traveling for a little while.

The mountains were just beautiful and reminded me that I am so small compared to these mountains but yet God knows me and every move I make.