The adventure officially began yesterday at 325am. A cluster of things happened between the time I woke up and the time my plane took off. As I went to bed the night before, I set my alarm for 245am (mind you, I went to bed at 1130). I chose to ignore the sleep button when instead I turned off my alarm and kept sleeping. Smart. My Dad woke me up at 3:25 am, saying we have to leave in 5 minutes, turned into 35 minutes for the last minute running around. Flight is at 5:25am, on the road at 4, we get about 10 minutes away when I realized I forgot my passport. Are you overwhelmed ready this? We go back home, turn around, and it’s about 4:17am. We get to the airport at about 4:45am and I have about 40 minutes to check 2 bags and get to security. Thank God my Dad was there to open up the next security line so I didnt have to wait in another one, rather, I was the first one thru.
I arrived at the home close to 3 and have becoming acclimated since. I am the volunteer in the same house of 20 boys, Casa Santo Domingo, ages 9-14 as well as my Special Projects job. Since, we have done lots of reading, hanging out, and relaxing. It’s great to be back, but different at the same time because I am playing more of a permanent role, rather then leaving after 6 weeks. Off to play some basketball and eat some delicious bollo (which is a flour dumpling with salami and onions on top...want some?) for dinner. :) Pictures to come!
I think that this is just how we travel! Remember spring break? Also, my recent trip to Costa Rica. Whatever. haha Normal. and Im looking forward to reading all about your adventures/experiences to come :)
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