The following takes place from Friday, December 24 to Saturday, December 25, 2010
My first Christmas away from home. There’s no snow on the ground. I have a headache from the altitude . . . . and the internet at the hostel is not working. This was not turning out to be a good Christmas at all.
But it is Christmas after all. A time for miracles.
The following takes place on Wedenesday December 8, 2010
You would think that after 25 years I would learn. I mean, I’ve been a red head my entire life. A two week vacation to the cabin at the lake usually ends up with me having to swim with a t-shirt on halfway through the trip because I’m too sunburnt to do otherwise. So I was prepared. SPF 40, hat, kept my clothes on.
No dice.
I have recieved my first lobsterfication of the trip.
And it hurts.
The following takes place on December 7, 2010
Having connections are great. It’s even better when it is your first time in a foreign country completely on your own. While the first week visiting Ottawa and the GTA were nice, they were by far baby steps. Once I stepped off that Delta airplane in Lima, the rules changed. I was in a completely different country. I was on a completely different continent.
The following takes place on December 6, 2010
“Flight 3856, Toronto to Atlanta is currently delayed 1 hour. Thank you.”
Not what I wanted to hear right when I got through security. Especially considering my connection in Atlanta was tight as is. But maybe this is fate, considering my favorite television show is The Amazing Race.
I just don’t have a partner. And sadly Phil Koeghen and his eyebrow would not be waiting for me.
