Props to Kristin (got the 4 pairs of scrubs, and they fit!) and Lorraine (for 3.33 days at the guesthouse)! Also, thanks to Nikki for helping to collect and organize the Samuel Merritt University DPT Class of 2011 drive to collect requested items to bring! You guys are amazing, so thanks.
Back safe and sound from a week in sunny, relaxing Mazatlan. Which, while not a true miracle, was not what a lot of other travellers experienced this last week. Between the ash cloud airplane delays all over Europe, to the protests in Thailand, I thought more than once on this trip that half of travel not just picking the "right" place to visit, but actually arriving there. I've got my fair share of travel delays (who doesn't, these days), a story of an aborted flight on take-off due to a bird strike knocking out an engine (complete with the dump of jet fuel and landing on the runway with the Fire Brigade out in force), and experienced lost bags (with the one time occurring just after an ice storm in Toronto and requiring shopping 2 days before Christmas). Heck, my purse got nicked in Italy (darn #1 bus stop in Turino). But, as a wise friend told me after my purse was stolen, "Someday this will just be a hilarious story you can tell people." And here I am, telling you.
But it does make one think, just being alive is dangerous, and travel (honestly) adds to that danger. It's up to you to plan, be prepared, make the most of the strange occurrences travel (and life) throw at you. Danger be damned. But it's no excuse for a lack of preparation. 77 days until I leave for Haiti, what to do first?
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