You say goodbye I say hello

As hard as it was to leave everyone I am glad I am able to take this trip. For my first plane ride I must say I am on the fence with this form of traveling. The first flight was sketchty and messy. I was so happy I got the seat with goldfish crackers and some unknown substance in the barf bag. The second flight was much better. I sat by a girl from Minneapolis who was headed towards Dublin to take a photography class over there. I was kind of jealous. We then made it to Amsterdam and had a 4-hour layover and we toured the airport. Nothing eventful happened. We then flew from Amsterdam to Deli and this was the most stressful plan ride of them all. Most of the passengers were nationals and one national woman behind me kept hitting my seat waking me up and I was tired and irritable and wanted to punch her in the face. Needless to say I did not hurt anyone and I got some sleep. We then made it to Deli and it was midnight and we looked for the guy who was supposed to have a sign saying OBU but he was no where to be found. So we paid for our own taxi and hoped that he took us to the right hotel. We then found ourselves at the hotel star and checked in and had 5 hours to sleep until we had to get up for our next flight. We met our contact at the airport and took a nice sweaty trip through and around Guwahaiti . we saw some cows, goats, dogs, and a truck that had a ton of gravel tipped over spilling gravel all over the road. India’s road system in very interesting. The constant beeping of car horns provides a sense of sonar as one is traveling down each road. These constant horns are very annoying but at least you know when some one is about to hit you. I think I like India, I say that because I have not had any goo substantial amount of sleep from Wednesday night until tonight and I am enduring jet lag. Hopefully this all makes sense. When I get some rest and I can think clearly I will inform you all more of what is happening.