L'aventure de L'aeroport!

Ok, so I've been meaning to write my account of this for a couple days now, but it has just taken me a while in lieu of Latin appointments, cancelled Latin appointments, and trying to get a hold of people on the telephone. So, on Friday I found out that one of my very good friends was returning home. So, I honestly called with the original intent of declaring how jealous I was. That was before I found out about the whole fiasco surrounding this flight home.

My friend is currently attending school in Virginia, and he was supposed to fly home to good ole Michigan. When I called, though, he informed me that he had missed his flight because he thought it was at 6:30 pm and it was really twelve hours earlier. Neither of us really understands how something like that happens, but oh well. So, he asked the kind lady at the desk where else he could fly to, and Cleveland and Chicago both came into the conversation. A mutual friend of ours is currently attending the University of Chicago, and I am going to school just outside the east side of Cleveland. However, my friend declined both these options and decided to fly down to Atlanta, GA and then grab a connecting flight up to Detroit, MI.

So, we chatted on the phone while he was waiting for flights and such, and then after he touched down in Detroit. Silly boy, leaving warm, balmy Virginia for cold, blustery Michigan. Whatever, though. Michigan is home, and I miss being there. If I could fly home for a weekend, I would totally do it, but alas, the issue of money comes into play.

On a more serious note, I thought it would be the easiest thing ever to leave my hometown behind. It's a small, struggling ex-factory town that is kept alive mostly by the college that resides there. Still, there are people there who I've grown very attached to, and being separated from them does take its toll on me. I can't wait for Thanksgiving break, when I'm going to go home and see my friends and all the other people I know. It'll only be a few days, but a few days well spent. Until then, my Mom's visiting on Friday, and she's bringing my little brother with, so that'll be fun. We'll get to spend a few days together and I'll get to collect myself so I can make it through to Thanksgiving.

A Bientot!
~Gabrielle Sidonie