Sunday, August 28, 2011

The Waiting Room

My scheduled flight information: depart LAX on August 27th at 12:15pm, arrive in Newark at 8:28pm, depart at 10:10pm for Madrid, arrive the following day at 11:35am. I have this flight memorized from looking at my ticket so many times since I bought it, and carefully examining every little detail possible. This might be slightly weird, but it's what I do; when I'm excited, I re-read, analyze, and interpret everything, kind of like a silent confirmation to myself that this is fo realz. I'm really going to Madrid. I can't even explain how happy/excited/joyous/stoked/(the list goes on...) I am.  The thing I'm most excited for? To get there and be completely dependent on myself. I know I'm independent, but this will truly test how well I can handle it - it's exhilarating to say the least. Madrid was the only thing I could think about for the past month -It's been too long, I need to be there. There was no hesitation, no doubts in my mind, which is surprising being the homebody that I normally am. Of course, I'll miss my family and friends but this isn't goodbye forever, I love them and they know that this is the best thing for me. This trip is going to change my life, and to be honest, I've never been more ready for a trip like this than ever before. 

Well, as it turns out, the entire Eastern Seaboard is being eaten by Hurricane Irene at this moment causing a shitload of damage, chaos, and whaddyaknow...flight cancellations. I'm rescheduled to leave Tuesday night. So, it is 9:20pm in Spain and I should be out exploring the beautiful city. I should be speaking Spanish to all the natives I encounter from being lost on their streets. I should be napping in my Señora's house and embracing their siesta time. I should be there, but instead I'm laying in my California bed, with nothing to do but wait. What can I say? Shit happens and it sucks. C'est la vie. Whatevaaa, when I get there it'll be that much sweeter.  Until then, I'll be enjoying the last precious days I have with my Mamá and Papí :).

my heart goes out to the east coast, and anyone else affected by Hurricane Irene <3


Un beso,
J.