Here's looking at you kid..

So, I made it.

My trip included a teary goodbye with the family. Four months I have just realized is a very long time to be away.
I then proceeded by flying to a snowy Chicago, where I enjoyed a window seat with no one sitting next to me. At Chicago O'Hare I drank some tea, which contributed to keeping me awake on the long night flight (even though I had my own section to myself to stretch out). It was very good tea though, so I got over it.
I arrived to Paris and the confusion set in. I didn't really know where to go, followed people, followed some more people, and then attempted to interact with the French....

I was moderately successful and after an hour and half of wondering through the airport, tired and very heated, I finally took the shuttle and found my terminal where I printed that illusive boarding pass and then found my boarding terminal. Next stop Casablanca.
While there I met some other girls from the program flying on my plane, other young American girls traveling alone, definitely easy to spot. We packed on a very smelly bus, got to our hotel, ate some pizza, amidst confusion and a bit of a scene. The last person got here, so now it is all 21 of us? I think that's right.

This may have been too much detail to be interested in, but its the start of an adventure. So it's relevant.

It is really warm outside and thunder storming now.

All my love to you all.