Day 1

Day 1: I flew from Sioux Falls to Denver, from Denver to Houston, and from Houston to Managua. When I booked my flight I overlooked the 15 minute layover between flights. I was trying not to stress about it, but knew that I should be prepared to find my gate quickly. When the plane landed in Houston everyone stood up. We were on a huge Boeing plane and I was sitting near the back. I tried to grab my bag quickly so that I could get off the plane as fast as possible. (That didn't happen) After waiting for almost ten minutes to board the plane there was an announcement that we were in the wrong location and that everyone needed to find their seats again. I heard multiple people complaining that they were going to miss their flight. The flight attendant was trying to get us off as fast as possible, but it was nearly impossible. By then, I had only moved up about 3 rows from row 27. I looked at my watch. It was 6:17 and my flight had started boarding at 6:08. I finally got off the plane at 6:25 and had to get from terminal C to terminal E. My checked bag was overweight, so I had transferred all of my books into my carry-on duffle. I probably looked like a crazy woman trying to make my flight--but I made it! The head of our program picked us up at the airport and we loaded a van and had a forty-five minute drive to the place we were staying. We had a quick meeting to go over the plan for the next day and then we headed for bed. It was still in the 80's when we fell asleep around mid-night.