5 hours in the Miami airport

Not exactly how I dreamed of spending my Saturday evening (my flight is delayed 3 hours), but I’m finally on my way to the southern hemisphere and the Miami airport has free wifi and plenty of outlets, so I can’t complain.

I decided to pull an all nighter last night to guarantee I would sleep during my long day of travel today. A good idea in theory, considering I fell asleep so quickly once I found my emergency exit row seat that I have no recollection of the safety video or even taking off. At bad idea in practice, however, because I was lucky enough to have an antsy and very loud 5 year old child sitting directly behind me. Despite my three specific – and polite – requests for him to stop, which I’ll admit were then followed by several dirty looks directed at his passive mother, he absolutely would not stop kicking my seat. After 3 1/2 hours in and out of restless sleep, I finally gave up and started The Lost Girls.”

I only made it 50 pages into the book, but I already had tears welling in my eyes. I shocked myself.

I know I’m at the very start of my trip, leaving the comforts of home with only a vague idea of what to truly expect over the next 3 months, so its clear my emotions are running high, but I’m surprosed at how teary I am, even as I type this. What is perplexing is that I’m struggling to pinpoint the emotions I’m feeling that are causing the tears. It’s certainly not the upset type of crying. Maybe it’s sadness that my amazing, care-free summer in LA is over, or anxiety about what traveling completely on my own will really entail. Maybe it’s just pure joy, knowing that after all this talking, planning, explaining and rationalizing, I’m finally doing this. Or maybe its simply complete and utter exhaustion, considering I’ve slept less than 5 hours in the last 36 hours.

I wish I could take a picture of it (poor packing/planning, most of my electronic cords are in my checked bag), but my beautiful best friend Laura Mizes got me a bangle with an inspired travel quote embedded in soft, silver metal.

“Wherever you go, go with all your heart”

Such amazing inspiration to wear on my wrist as I embark on this journey. I can’t wait to live up to those words <3

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