How it really happened

Well I was using the internet at afriends house. I typed like the first four sentences then got bored and someone else took over. But what really happened wasn't too too different from that great piece of fiction.

What really happened. Sarah and Violette came with me to Bangkok - thank goodness, my bags were...the worst. We take the night bus to Bangkok, arrived at like 5 a.m. We spent all day shopping. I bought ten of these really cute elephant hanging things to give to people. I got a really crapy haircut (boo hoo). I think it was arround 9:30 when I finally said good bye to the girls. By the way Sarah I should have warned you, I'm really crapy with good byes. I basically said "I'm leaving, I'm feeling pretty tire and hailed a cab."

I headed to the hostel - I love that place. It was just me and one other girl and she kept the light on (because she was reading) until like midnight. I don't know why I didn't tell her to turn the freaking light off. I was sorta in a sulking mood I guess. Anyways I spent the night freakishly organizing all the crap I bought that day. I woke up in four hours and quietly left the room. I dragged my two rediculously over stuffed bagsto the curb and waited for a cab. I got to the airport, blah blah blah. Ban

Oh yeah, two days before my flight I realized that my visa expired that very day - as in two days before my flight. So while I'm at school doing nothing I decided to research what to do. WELL...everyplace I looked said the same thing - you are fined or arrested. Since there was nothing I could do I figured just pray for a fine.

So I'm in Bangkok airport thinking everything is dandy- yadah yada I walk up to whatever that place is where they stamp your passport. The man looking at my passport is like ok...ook...ok...ekk, you need to come this way. So I start walking behind him and he does this little finger gesture to two other guys in military uniform and they start walking besides me. At this pont I'm just thinking "if Igo to prison I'm going to REALLY know Thai, and I'm going to have tons of Bible studies, and it's not that bad, Sarah and Violette will come and visit me - they need more excuses to come to Bangkok" I go to this little back room and they start asking me all these questions about WHY I was in Thailand...Then all of a sudden they were like OK, just pay us 400 baht, which I did and I left. Pheuw. Then I gat to Tipai. yippee!

So I'm trying to endure my layover in Tipai as best I could by stretching out over a row of armless chairs and I look down AND WHAT THE HECK!!! Where is my third carrion?????? GONE!! I sat there for ten minutes trying to figure out when I last had it...and I had no idea...I still have no idea where that bag is. I tried my best to complain to everyone that works there, but it didn't help.

17 hours later I'm in L.A. the airport where everyone has to pick up their luggage whether it's a connecting flight or not. As I'm pulling my large old lady suitcase off the luggage belt the last buckle breaks off. I then had one suitcase whith wheels and on large 70 pound handleless, buckleless thing. Just made that flight - man that felt awesome. I love being the last one on a plane and knowing becuase you ran you made it!!! ahhh!!!

I made it all The way to GEORGIA and ARRR!!!! The LAST flight- I was so close to being home, in a bed, in aircondioning. It was gone - long gone. Georgia to Florida is only an hour long flight so i thought I'll call my mom and tell her not to pick me up at 2 o'clock in the morning.

So I call home at 11:00pm - no answer, that's funny. 11:45 still no answer. 12:00 no answer. the airlines gave me a hotel voucher. To get to the hotel you take a little shuttle bus - so I did. Well the hotel is out in the middle of NO WHERE. I check in la dee da. Everythings nice. I'm thinking my mom is going to be so mad when she gets to the Orlando airport with me not there. Apparently there isn't any pay phone at that hotel so I had to walk to a gas station. I called home - STILL NO ANSWER!!!! It's like 12:30 and I'm dead tired. I had Ben's number so I called him and asked him to call one of my sister's cell phones(Ididn't know their numbers) every fiveminutes until he reached one of them. As I'm talking to Ben this huge...well let me set the scene. I'm in Atlanta, with nothing but two gas stations and a hotel in view, and in the far dark corner of the gas station yard there is a dumpster and half way behind the dumpster there is a phone booth - that is where I am standing when this LUNA jumps out and runs along the side walk. It was only a rat but it was the SIZE OF LUNA -it looked JUST like her!!! So Ben gives me Avril's cell phone number. I have no pen or paper so I try to write it in the dirt with a little stick still very much afriad of Luna's evil twin. Again I run out of quarters so I go inside. There are four guys buying beer - I walk in with my preppy hair cut a silver shoes get my quarters and get out. I go back to the dumpster corner - I was practically crawling, trying to read the phone number in the dirt with what sounded like a war of the rodents happening two or three feet away from my head. Finally I came to my senses. " If I die, it will be my own fault" I thought, so I walked back to the hotel. Back at the Hotel Jerry Maguire was on tv so I watched it. I forget the black guy's name who is in that movie but he is SOO Hilarious.

Well, that's about it. I sulked for about two days becuase when I got back I thought...Well I don't know what I thought...I guess no one knew I was back...I I discovered something about myself


I'm slightly pathetic :) I then made a real gungho effort to well...call people and leave the house. A couple days of door to door and good will shopping and I feel like I'm my old self again. :))

NOTE TO VIOLETTE AND SARAH: I'm sorry about the whole no internet stuff, I bought a phone cand and then my wallet disappeared - I'm not kidding. I thought maybe it was in the parking lot over by publix BUT IT WASN'T. So I'm waiting for a replacement credit card to come. As soon as it comes I'm buying another phonecard. Only this times I'm going to ask arround for the cheapest. The last one I bought at 7/11. I thought that's where everyone buys um. but now I'm thinkin I was gipped. Jer gon mai :)