Yes. Bahrain. For me personally this is a much needed vaca. but to Dominique this trip is much more than that... a surprise visit to see her fiance. And why am I here you ask, well to blog about it of course. ;)
Here our adventure begins...
PDX -> Midway (chicago): The fam takes us to the Portland Airport and says their temporary goodbyes. Dom and I make it just in time to get into the baggage checking line before a herd of college track and fielders come shuffling in behind us. (mind you we would not have been so lucky if it were'nt for our fathers satanic driving). Despite our luck it still took a good 45 minutes to get through the line. By then it was almost time to board, so we booked it to (and through) security. We started running to our gate only to be slowed by "someone" who decided to wear heels to the airport(judging by the massive blister on her bunion I doubt she'll be doing that again...) We finally make it to check-in and (thank you Jesus!) are the last, flying standby, to board. Because of our lack of time perception we are split up on the plane. There I meet a very interesting middle-aged man who, during our conversation, shares with me that "its best to travel while your still young" (duh.)
and why not?? I'm young, I'm able. I believe this is something that I should snatch up before its too late. Celebrate my youth before its taken from me. But wait, does this mean I have to stop having fun when I turn "old". Hell no. I'm a big fan of "life's too short" but I say life's too long to not do anything but wallow in "over-the-hill" excuses. Why not live life to it's full potential? live it! We got time. But we have to start right now.
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