I Hate Airports.

June 7, 2013

So here I am, waiting in LAX by my gate for another 5 hours. I’ve been here since one. I absolutely hate waiting in airports for hours like this. I just want to be home at this point. Our long international flight went pretty well and I was able to get a few hours of slightly broken sleep. It’ll feel good to just be in my own space with my bed and freedom to make my own decisions without a 40 person group.


This post is mostly because I’m extremely bored here. Soon my technology will all run out of battery and I’ll need to search for outlets. At least I don’t have to use a converter for the outlets! It will be a bit of a shock to go home and start to drive. I just got used to the cars being on the opposite side of the road! I started thinking about culture shock or how things might be different or weird when I come back. Even though it was only a month, things change quickly. I started thinking about all the things I need to come back to for this summer, mainly getting back to work so I can make some of the money back. I’m extremely glad that I don’t have to take any summer classes and that I’m only taking 12 credits during the fall semester.

Man, I wish I could find an outlet…