Staging

So, getting up at 5 AM is usually a challenge, but when need be- I deliver. And although I was made fun of the night before, (because I was seriously concerned), the parentals and I stopped at Bagel Buddies, got myself a sweet bagel (side of cream cheese, the bagel was too hot), and we were off.

After a quick bag check and life lessons from Mom & Pop, I headed to the security line. And being myself, I completely forgot that I had put a pocket knife in my toiletries bag, so what happened? Oh, yeah, Laguardia security staff ripped open my bag, throwing everything this way and that- I was actually handed multiple things from strangers- and disheveled my bag. So, while trying to put everything back in my bag, and in a rush, what do I do- oh that's right, I shove my hand into my bag and gauge my finger on my razor. Yes folks, only me. So, now I'm gushing blood on the security bag check thingy, looking at the lady, (cursing her in my mind, because obviously it's her fault), and in pain. So she goes out of her way and gets me a tissue, followed by the head lady getting me a tiny bandaid. THANK YOU SECURITY GUARDS.
Needless to say, I spent the next half hour pressure holding my finger instead of eating my glorious everything bagel. Only me.

So, once on this tiny little plane, I start to relax- I have a cute Canadian sitting next to me, (though the 15 passenger plane I was on was clearly not full & he could have moved- I like to think it was me), and we have a gloriously short plane right to Philly.

Finally, I arrive at my hotel after a confused cab driver, I check in, and I hit the bed, hard. NAP TIME! I have meetings all day in about 2 hours, so some serious shut eye is needed. My roommate comes in right as I'm about to rest, we exchange hellos, she goes to smoke (I don't see her again to right before we head down). I don't care, I'm tired.

I'll skip a little bit through my staging meetings. Chalk it up to, I met a lot of cool people, I'm not the only one going crazy and completely nervous, and I'm insanely pumped to finally go.
After it all, and not eating for 7 hours, I am STARVING, along with about 10 other girls, so we all decide to go across the street to TGI Fridays for our last meal. Which all in all, probably a mistake, due to the lack of service. But after 2 large beers (for everyone mom & dad, not just me), we all had a great time, getting to know one another and exchanging stories.

I'm only skipping so much because I'm absolutely exhausted! But, it's only the first day- there are a lot more stories to come.

BED TIME - MOROCCO TOMORROW!!