What has been happening...

The weekend before I left...
     So, I worked the whole weekend before I left, and it was just dandy... All of the customers were giving me cards and money, I mean really, how bad can that be? Before my Sunday Funday started, I had lunch with more friends, basically like family. Finally it was Sunday Funday time!, and after working from 4 on, we had our last work family dinner (Eve, Tiff, Rosie, and myself). It was great!! They gave me a Nook, so that I can look even more erudite haha. Eventually, we all left.

MONDAY
   As you already know my work family brought me to the airport, that is everyone but Oscar... As we say in Spanish, Qué lástima (What a shame). So, I packed the last of my things with my mom and sister... Well, they bascially packed everything, I watched. Afew hours before leaving, I went around with my sister to some of my nearby friend's houses and said Good Bye. A couple hours later, I said my good byes to my family and went to meet the work family at the restaurant. There, I said my final good byes to my Mom and Sisiter It was not too hard for me, but for my younger sister it was... They ended up coming back to say Bye again, my poor sister..

The ride to the airport..
Eve, Tiff, Rosie, Shanna, mysely left to the airport at like 6:30... We may have been some what behind schedule... On the ride uo Shanna gave my this Matador she made of paper, it is so cool.. Now, it stands in my new room. After driving for who nows how long, we made it! We went to check in, and the lady told me she had to charge $60 for the extra suitcase and even more because the weight... Well, she told use if we moved some things around that she would not charge me for the extra weight!! If only all people were as nice. Before my flight, went to eat at some place... I can't remember the name.... After eating, they walked me as far as they could , and we said our good bye... It was quite emotional, I only cried alittle... Maybe more than alittle.. Well, it was just like I was saying good bye to my real family...

NOW I WAS ALL ALONE
   So, the airport here (N.J.) was a piece of cake... I would know, I like cake.  The flight was horrible, it felt like forever, and I could not sleep... I met this lady that lives in London, she has a son who is my age. She gave me her card, and told if I am ever in London to give them a call.. The greatness of networking!

Now in London airport with a 5 hour lay over! Ugh!!
    Okay... I get off the plan and the lady from London points me in the right direction.... Now, her I am going to get on the shuttle and I see this person..... He kinda just looked at me, so I just kept going... Well, what do think happened next?! He got on the shuttle too! I did not know where to sit so... I sat next to him... He gave me this look like, it is fine sit here.. You know what I'm talking about right? Now, I get off the shuttle and go somewhere else.... HE WENT THERE TOO! He went down a different line though.. I thought I finally escaped.. Well, I was wrong... After going through security I started walkng around inquireing about my flight (I was not in any rush though, I mean the was 5 hours to kill and all). Yet AGAIN, I saw him, he looked lost and confused like a puppy.. So, we started talking... He was from Qutar, harmless. We hung out in the airport till he left. He wanted to eat, so he bought a sandwich, and kept asking me if I wanted the other half.. Finally, I said yes... I can never say no to food. I told him, now I owe you half a sandwich. He just laughed. We exchanged e-mails, more networking... It was time for him to go, so we walked to his gate, and said our good byes..

I feel like there is a lot here, so I am going to finish in a different post..

-Sean