Wait, ‘Merica?!

22 flights. 15 cities. 1 suitcase.

Not a single time was my bag lost or a flight cancelled.

It’s too weird to have service whenever and charge my phone where ever. And I actually have to remember to watch my mouth now when I quickly mutter under my breath in English. Lame.

When we were getting our bags there was this large black man chucking over weight bags off and yelling at people to get out of his way or to help them with their bag and put it on their trolley that they had to actually pay for. I can honestly now say, only ‘Merica.

Oh how I’ve missed you.

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