Well, there’s no turning back now. We’ve officially left for Dallas. The airport experience was already a humorous time. Well, right after all the crying and hugs goodbye. Thus far, Carley was called pregnant and I lost my boarding passes. Yes, Eric, I can never make fun of you for that again. In my defense, these inside jacket pockets are too small. I feel quite outgoing now that I’m with Carley. I hope that I will feel the same when I’m by myself. I’m glad I’m traveling with her though; I can only imagine the blubbering mess I’d be if I went alone. My laptop also keeps me company. Thanks Daniel for all the movies! Well, I shall finish this post later.
Well, for the most part, the Dallas Airport was fairliy uneventful. Sat around. Charged the laptop. Took a shuttle to our gate. Ate some chicken. But thennnnnnnnnn… we met a very interesting person as we sat at our gate. Carley, being the brave soul that she is, sat next to a wild haired young man. I’m not sure who initiated conversation, but before we knew it, we both had nick-names and were listening to fictional stories of kings and beggars. If you think that this ended in the gate, you’d be quite wrong. While on the plane, he managed to find us among the 335 seats and asked for paper. Paper? Anyways, he returns maybe a half hour/hour later with our paper covered in strange poems and drawings. We thought it was hilarious! It really was, so we made one back! We filled it with random Spanish words and stupid pictures. It was sooooo awkward walking up the plane to give it to him. Carley’s like “I just wanted to see if you’d do it.” Well, I now wish I would have chickened out. When we got our next TWO notes, things got a little crazy. He was um yeah, so, that ended quickly.
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