sweet lime and mango juice on the plane tell me that i am near. travel was hard. with the time change, it was hard to know exactly how long i went without sleep, but when i finally rested my head on my sweet floral pink and purple pillowcase, there were only two hours before breakfast, and i expected to be awoken by a new roommate coming in.
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| here is my christmas dinner. cheese enchiladas. not bad. |
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| and here is the sunrise from the london airport. |
winding around the corners and down the stairs, i made my way to the dining hall where i laid eyes on ten or so americans, talking about travel and enjoying the cocoa puffs. i sat at a table and ate a fried egg and yogurt with tea and grape juice.
after that i spent a long, very annoying time attempting to get my computer configured for the internet. even after all that, it doesnt seem very reliable. it was just hard this morning because i needed contact so bad. after figuring out the internet, i showered in the washroom using a bucket. afterward i put all my things away in my room. i thought unpacking would help settle my nerves as well as my things.
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| here is my room. i still dont know who or where my roommate is. it has been nice to have a few moments of solitude before i have to socialize again. |
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| remember my face? |
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| i like the key. |
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| the lock on the door is for real. there are two from the inside. |
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| and there is my closet with all of my stuff put away. |
there are a lot of things that remind me of haiti so far. the airport was not quite as chaotic as in port-au-prince, but the driving is a bit crazy. driving on the left isnt as disturbing as driving in three lanes at once. there are painted lanes on the road, which differs from haiti, but it seems those lanes are ignored anyway. some smells remind me of haiti, and the dogs hanging out in the parking lot do too.
i am not sure what is on the schedule for tonight. i missed lunch but that is ok because all i have been doing lately is sitting and eating on planes.