So far so good. Because I am such an OCD packer last night was little stressful. I was sure that my bag would be over 50 lbs. This morning I discovered that my carryon wouldn’t zip, but a super quick switch fixed that issue. Though we left the house late we got to PBU on time. We prayed, said goodbye to family and friends, and headed out. The van ride was a little smushed, but still fun and filled with excitement. The airport workers were rude and sent us to a million different places to check our bags. When mine was finally weighed it was exactly 51! I’m sure God did that just for me. When I texted my mom to tell her she told me that the church had just prayed for me and the He gave an immediate answer. We went through security (a full body scan thingy) and arrived at the gate just in time for boarding to Houston, Texas.
Now on the plane to Houston I am reading a book called “Kisses from Katie” and it is comfirming something I’ve known in my heart for a long time. Maybe when I wanted to be a teacher God changed it into working with and loving on kids. I need to allow some radical changes in my life…but I’ll come back to Katie later.
When we arrived in Texas we had a two hour layover which was the perfect amount of time to grab our last bite of American food. Brenmarie, Allie, Harry, and I trekked all the way from E to B to find a McDonalds. It was our first adventure of the trip- taking the airtrain and finding our way throughout the airport. The plane ride itself was pretty uneventful, but I still couldn’t sleep. Now it’s about 1:30 am I am ready to sleep.
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