Greetings this is Libs reporting live from Gate E16.
Just checking in for my pathetic monthly attempt at a blog post. Actually one of my many new years resolutions for 2015 was to start using this thing more often so here I am. A couple other resolutions include finding out what exactly a resolution is, to stop wearing my Birkenstocks with socks (small steps) and maybe while I’m at it I’ll stop wearing my Minnesota wolf shirt in public.
But probably not –mostly because both of those items are already packed and ready for action.
We all know that the best time to start a resolution is 12 days into the year so here we go.
I don’t have much to report except for that I’m randomly going to Spain for the next four months. As some of you might know (but probably don’t because this was pretty much news to me about 48 hours ago when I realized I was actually going) I will be spending 4 months in Seville, Spain ‘studying’ abroad and embarrassing myself in a different language.
My travels are already looking promising as I received an awesome massage by TSA this morning. I have a man on my flight with a “Seaworld Kills” shirt on who I’m definitely going to make my friend and a woman wearing headphones larger than her head who has already established that she does not wish to chat with me. The Starbucks barista spelled my name right on my coffee. I’m wearing all black because I heard that’s what European people do and I have a super trendy fanny pack, which is also all black. So we’re off to a great start.
I’m really going to try to stick with this resolution thing and keep you guys posted on my adventures across the pond (no promises on the birk + wolf shirt resolutions though)
My plane is about to board; of course I’m in Zone 3 per usual (but I’ve got a window seat so holla) plus in elementary school it was always cool to be in the back of the bus so maybe I’ll start a revolution or something. I’ll probably blow this whole revolution thing when I inflate the neck pillow I just bought in the airport store or when I voraciously read the sky mall magazine. Wish me luck.
Until who knows when,
(Row 22, Seat F, Zone 3)