Sep 18, 2007 17:20
I'm sitting in the Philadelphia airport now, waiting to board the plane to Paris. Two minor criseses avoided: 1) It took so long to get my money exchanged that I almost didn't get to the gate at boarding time. 2) When I finally got to the gate, I heard my name announced over the loudspeaker telling me to check in. And it was so terrifying to hear my name announced. Sheer terror. But it was okay, they just had to check the expiration date on my passport, for some reason.
[Transcribed from an entry in my paper journal.]
getting to france,
travel,
paper journal