So, where to begin?
We last left off with our princess trying to make sure she had everything ready before she ventured off to the foreign land. As her fabulous luck would have it she managed to finish everything plus make her mother a cd and squeeze in some naps.
The plan was for me to drive with some friends to Bangor, Maine and fly from there to Portland, Oregon. We decided on this for a few different reasons. One, I wouldn’t get a verbal beat down from customs which I thoroughly hate. Two, no return ticket needed to be bought making things cheaper and less stress put on a return date. Though I have travel insurance until March 26th 2008.
I was scheduled to leave the house at 2am Friday morning. My oldest dearest friend was driving and is ALWAYS late - we left the house at 1:50am. We hit the border about 6am and it didn’t go well. I got three times the verbal beat down I have received at the airport. We were there for almost an hour and up until he said “ I am going to let you go through because everything you’ve said to me checks out but I have to tell you again ( he had already told me at least four times) that you can NOT work while you are in the country” I really thought I’d be calling my sister to come get me. I think we were in Bangor before the knot in my stomach calmed down.
Once in Bangor we had breakfast and we went to their hotel room and made out. Okay, I lie – they tried to have a nap and I got freshened up. I went to the airport at 11:15am, we were supposed to leave at 12:20pm but due to fog / bad weather in Boston it was 1:15pm before we took off. It was just after 2pm when we landed in Boston. I was surprised at how easily I got around at Logan. We start boarding when we were supposed to but once again due to fog / bad weather we don’t leave on time.
I touch down about an hour later than I was supposed to in Portland. I don’t think I have arrived on time here once yet. Then there was thirty minutes of waiting for my luggage and another thirty or so for the drive back here. By the time we had got to the house I had been traveling for almost 24 hours and I was never so happy as the moment it was over and don’t get me wrong I love to travel but not on the small amount of sleep I had had.
Satuday was the Halloween party and if you want a small glimpse you’ll have to go see Jay’s flickr - I had a fantastic time. By the time Sunday night came my body had enough small naps and I slept for just about 12 hours. We’re slowly settling into a routine and it feels different than past trips. I cant explain it but something is different, I just hope it turns out to be a good thing(s) rather than a bad thing(s) …….. Like me putting him through a tree chipper. … winks at bren