Well, we made it to Houston with plenty of time to spare…. perhaps a little too much time, considering the length of this layover and my excitement to get to Ecuador. The flight from Chicago was a bit taxing, most likely due to my lack of sleep and the extremely arctic temperature of the cabin. My original plan for today was as follows: Wake up at 4:30am, catch the bus to the O’Hare airport at 5am, arrive in O’Hare at 7:30am, eat, sleep during the flight to Houston, eat at the airport, and return to my slumber on the next flight. The following is what has actually taken place so far: I dragged myself out of bed at approximately 4:48am, scrambled to catch the bus by 5am, had a horrendously uncomfortable ride to O’Hare, ate a surprisingly delightful breakfast, and was completely awake by the time I got on the first flight. I tried my best to sleep, but after the plane took off, the attendants were already offering me sandwiches and soda! I gladly accepted the fun treats, however, I forgot how after eating on a plane, that obnoxious tray has to stay down until the garbage is picked up. By the time all of this had taken place, to my dismay I was wide awake. So, I updated my iTunes and wrote a bit. It was quite lovely. The only problem is, now I have this layover in the Houston airport and I am exhausted. And the seats at our gate have arm rests.
Now what am I supposed to do with all of this extra time and nowhere to sleep? I thought of reading for my classes, but that idea was quickly nixed when I realized I could connect to the internet. I thought of playing a card game, but alas, I have no cards. Maybe it is time to practice my spanish. Although I do speak the language almost fluently, it has been quite a while since I have employed these skills, and I’m a bit nervous that all I will remember to say is ¿mi nombre es qué? and ¡que sabrosa! (the two phrases that Rachel has been shouting with excitement for the past three months). No puedo esperar salir del aeropuerto y estar en Ecuador….