I'm trying to keep a positive attitude, but they keep knocking it down

[kenske]

Hrm. Called the "Oyanna" house or whatever to make sure they knew my Grandma and I were heading down. Apparently they had to make a note that we'd be arriving late (our flight leaves in four hours). Even though the Native clinic is completely in charge of our transportation and housing, they didn't know we were on our way. And we have to pay for a cab from the airport, because the shuttle doesn't run on weekends (no one mention this to me). And after my grandma leaves on the 25th, I'll have to share my room with someone else, and the lady on the phone said I should bring a padlock (her choice of words). And she gave me different directions for where the cab to drop us off.

I'm haven't even left my house yet. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts!