"Everybody wake up, wake up!!!!Come on, i have to get to the airport on time!!!!"
"Omg, Lord do i have everything?!! I hope my luggage doesn't go over the weight limit!!!" I was a ball of nerves on my way to the airport. Plus, all the crazy traffic made me even more paranoid and anxious!! I had never been so jumpy in my whole life!!! Not to mention my mother was going apeshit!!!! My dad had to yell to shut her up. The entire car ride she was saying how i was going to be late and that it was always required to be at the airport at least 3 hours before your flight! The car ride seemed like it was never going to end!!!! Finally we made it to LAX, and I tell my dad that the terminal is UNITED so I get in and its empty, and I don't recognize anyone!!! Finally I call Dr. Eisner and he tells me that I got the terminal wrong!!!!! Instead of going to US Airways, i go to United instead!!!! I guess I got it confused with my flight 3 years ago when I went to Rome. I was getting a panic attack, Stephanie had to calm me down to tell me I was going to be okay be okay be okay. My dad had dropped us off and had gone to park so i had to call him to come back and take me to US Airways instead. It seemed like an eternity for him to come. At last I saw the red ford taurus and i rushed to get my bags back in the car. So i get to the RIGHT terminal this time and i see my friend stephy waiting for me outside, what a sweetie! I was relieved when I saw Dr. Eisner and i went to get my bags checked and everything. Thank God my luggage was under the weight limit. Everything was going pretty smoothly, the worst had passed, I thought...well i was wrong. Ends up that our flight to Philly got canceled because the bathrooms weren't working. So they somehow find us a flight on a German flight that went straight from LA to Frankfurt and then to Madrid. I was pretty stoked at the change of flight because I could say that I've been to Germany, and Lufthansa is a pretty ballin' airline! My dad fly from Madrid to Frankfurt and Frankfurt to LA when he went to Europe 9 years ago. Well we walked to the terminal and they threw a fit and made all this drama. They wanted to charge me all this money for my carryon when US Air didn't charge anything for it. I didn't want to pay money when i didn't have to, im poor and any unnecessary charge hurts my wallet. So what i ended up doing was hiding my carryon and that was that. We get on the plane and i end up with a middle seat. LAME!!! I hate the fact that I can't easily get up to use the bathroom whenever i want! I hate inconveniencing people that I don't know!! Grr!! Anyways, it was a pretty nice plane, except the TV screens were a bit outdated. The food was amazing for plane food. The flight took forever!! I never thought it was going to end. To make matters worse, I couldn't go to sleep!!! Finally and i mean it was like the longest flight ever, the one to Rome wasnt as bad!! Once we got to frankfurt we had to run to the other terminal to catch the final plane to Madrid!! At first i freaked out because my boarding pass said "waiting list" but when i went to check in they gave me a regular seat. I was so happy to get on that plane!!! I sat next to some German hotties, one who was pretty cool and spoke spanish. He said he had studied in Mexico, which was awesome! The flight was soooooo fast, it was amazing. We got to Madrid and it was rainy and really cold! I was pretty bummed that it wasn't sunny and my attitude reflected the weather. When we met up with Tory I had a breakdown because she expected me to get to the school, which is 30 minutes from my homestay, on the metro by myself. I didnt grow up in a place like the TUBE so it was so strange and scary to think of it. I guess i was giving her an attitude but it wasn't my intention. They dropped us off at the school and then me and bryan got a taxi, which dropped us off near our homestays. The taxi driver was really cool and he complimented how well i spoke spanish and how he admired Mexico. He dropped me off in front of my apartment and i had to cross this long street with 2 big, heavy suitcases plus a super heavy armbag. I was praying that the bag didnt fall off of my shoulder as I was crossing. Thankfully it didnt. I got to the outside of the building, rang the bell and waited for a voice to pick up and let me in. This older lady's voice answered and I said "i'm the girl staying with you" or something like that. It took me 20 minutes to get to the right apartment because I didn't know which section it was in. Eventually i found an elevator and hauled my bags in. I rang the doorbell and this fat short older lady greeted me with "Hola, bonita!" I immediately loved the ambiance of the apartment, it is very modern and chic! She showed me my room and asked if i was hungry which i said YES! I immediately felt her warmness and her love (: She gave me cocido madrileño, which is this amazing stew with garbanzos and corn and meat. It warmed the inside of my soul (: I went back to my room to unpack and when I finished, which i was very determined to do, I laid down in bed and dozed off into a heavy sleep.
Ah, thank God, i had arrived safely to the city of dreams, Madrid, the city i had been waiting for my whole life! Cheers to the start of an amazing experience! I drink to that!
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