And the adventure begins...

Isn't life funny sometimes? For instance, I thought that I would currenly be on my way to my San Jose, but I'm actually sitting in a "business lounge" at the Crown Plaza Hotel in Miami writing this blog to waste time. "Why, shouldn't you be catching your flight?" you ask. The answer is, I tried. Ooooooooooh did I try. Yet, despite my Olympic-qualifying sprint to the terminal (I totally blew by the Costa Rican men in front of me), I missed my plane to San Jose. We left O'Hare 20 minutes late and then took at 20 minute detour to avoid storms and consequentially, my connecting flight left while we were still on the runway. Did I lose my cool? Of course not! Did I choke back tears as I called the school to tell the lady who barely speaks English that I wouldn't be there for pick-up tonight? Absolutely NOT! Am I about to hit up the hotel bar before crying myself to sleep? Wouldn't dream of it! Okay, so admittedly I was a bit upset that I will be missing orientation and my first day of classes due to the missed flight, but I think it's fair to say that I'm handling the situation pretty well. I look at it this way: if I had made that flight, my first official post would have been oh-so-boring. Wish me luck as I try again tomorrow! Hasta luego...