Internationl Travel.... so fun and easy.

So I'm here in Chile. No photos to share just yet, I'll blog later today on what I've been doing, but first I would like to share a litttle bit about my experience in getting down here.

So Friday morning, I flew from Wilmington to Charlotte and Charlotte to Toronto. These first two flights were just fine, minus the extreme amounts of crying and sudden burst of tears that I could not control. I was that girl on the plane who randomly just kept crying.

However, the real fun started when I arrived in Toronto. I had to go through customs and then go to my connecting flight. That actually proved to be easy, Canadian airports were pretty nice and friendly.

So my flight was supposed to leave at 11:15 for an overnight flight to Chile. At about 9:00 it was delayed to 1am because of maintence. So I was disappointed, but still ok. We got on the plane, I found a whole row of seats to myself. We were pulling away, lights out, handing out head phones..... so I went ahead and took my ambien. BAD, BAD, BAD IDEA.

Two hours later..... we were apparently deboarded for maintence reasons. I woke up to total confusion and I'm pretty sure I was the last one on  the plane. I stumbled my way off, not really able to walk or keep my eyes open. I made it out of the jetway and in to the gate waiting area. I immediately passed out in a chair and woke at some point later. I then went to ask the person working the counter what was going on, but on the way there I started feeling sick so I turned to go to the bathroom and ended up throwing up twice..... on the way to the bathroom, NOT in the bathroom. Just in the middle of the airport. When I did make it to the bathroom I was done throwing up. Luckly I was so out of it that I didn't even notice if anyone else was looking at me throwing up all over the airport. Nor did I tell anyone working I had just puked everywhere.

So once again in my ambien induced drunkness I walked right out of the bathroom and passed out again in my chair. Note, I did not carry my things with me to the counter or to the bathroom and who knows how I got them off the plane.

Around 6am I kind of came to a bit more and was finally able to speak clearly, walk and ask the stewardess what the hell was going on. My flight was rebooked to take off at 8:30 so I boarded, took a dramamine and slept.

Needless to say, it was a bit tramatic. And on top of all of it my computer would not connect to the internet so I couldn't tell my family or anyone in Chile that I would be late. Not the best travel experince......

BUT I MADE IT HERE!! More to come later today about Santiago!

Adios!