Chicago O'Hare - Delayed Post

Hey All!

So I am currently typing this at the Chicago O’Hare International Airport. Two panic attacks and a dash to the nearest trashcan to do some anxiety induced puking and here I am. We’ve made it half way. Hahaha! Caution for the queasy: Skip to next paragraph if you have a sensitive stomach. Onward. Additionally, I got some puke on my favorite sweatshirt L Luckily I was carrying baby wipes and they got it all out! Crazy shit!

But really, in all honesty I am doing a million times better since I passed the security check. The initial departure idea was terrifying and I was just letting my mind (which likes to run wild) control my body.

The night before Marina and I only slept a few hours. I was out by the time I got to my seat on the plane and we took off. Most, if not all, of the passengers around us were speaking another language, French for the most part. I have to say, while it is intriguing to eavesdrop on a foreign language conversation, I already miss English. I am soaking it up here in Chicago!

We have a couple hours before our flight so we are just wasting some time. I already miss home, but I can’t wait for the adventure ahead of me.  Talk to you all soon!