The trip home!

I thankfully made it home yesterday, after about 48 hours of traveling. We left Iquitos Saturday morning at 5:30. After getting to the airport everyone proceeded to drop like flies sick. It was very fun.... I was not among them, I know I was surprised too. It still surprises me home okay the Peruvian people are when their plane is supposed to leave at 6:30am that it still isn't even there by 7:15. Maybe it's an uptight American thing? Anyways we finally made it to Lima! Then we boarded buses (took much longer than it sounds) and drove to lunch. We ate in a mall where everyone stared at us, which I guess I should just be used to by now. We had about a whole day layover in Lima before the flight to Atlanta so we got 2 hotel rooms for the girls who were sick. On the way up we all stopped to go to the bathroom in the lobby. 7 of us were jammed into the small bathroom waiting on the 2 stalls to be free when 2 girls start puking and another 2 started from the other end. It was very thrilling. I'm sure the hotel just loved us.

The unsick remaining students got to go to the market. It was very cute with lots of touristy things. I bought my family a few things and walked around with the girls. After a few hours it was finally time to head to the airport. We got through "security" which was a joke. I basically just put my backpack on the belt and walked through shoes, watch, water bottle, and all. As nice as it was, it was kind of unsettling. Where was homeland security to yell at me for talking on my cell phone? Waiting to board we passed around a bottle of melatonin. Thank the Lord for that melatonin. I woke up once on the flight with a stiff neck and looked out to see a raging thunder storm and terrible turbulence. I was so exhausted I just shrugged to myself and passed out, hahah normally I would have been having a panic attack. I was sitting next to a nice woman from Toronto. We talked about the bridge drama going down in Detroit and laughed, it was a bizarre conversation to be having but funny just the same. It felt like I blinked and we were in Atlanta! We had to go through customs and I have the nicest man checking me through. I told his supervisor how nice he was because you know how rare that is haha. I had to claim and re-drop my bag off. Then I found a Starbucks YESYESYES. I was so pumped. AMERICAN starbucks (which is where I am right now ironically). I boarded the LAST plane and was so over flying. I sat in my seat and was reading, the next thing I knew I heard a thump and we were landing. I must really have been tired! I usually never sleep on planes. We got picked up and I got back to my apartment Sunday afternoon. I immediately went out and ate a salad with Kellie. (Since you know cabbage/lettuce = diseases). I followed that with a shower and passing out. That was my journey, hopefully I'll be traveling somewhere interesting again soon! Thank you for all the love and support along the way!