East Coast BABY!

I'm on the east coast! Allllrighttt!!!!!!! So yesterday, after an excruciatingly long day that started at approx. 2:30am... I finally made it to Woodbridge, VA. Here was my day:

2:30am- woke up, packed up the car and started for calgary.
5:15am- made it to Calgary airport and checked in. I weighed my bag and apparently the bathroom scale at home was about 13 pounds off. Had to open up my suitcase and take some things out. Gave my mom a purse to start chucking things into, including a body lotion and body wash. Then the nice airport lady who was about 45 and had her tongue peirced said "oh, you can take 2 carry-ons". So that is what I did. My big luggage weighed to 50 lbs and then I had a purse and backpack.
6:00am- Started in the line to customs. That was the longest wait ever. Finally made it to customs, passed (with flying colors).
6:05am- Ran down the corridor to security and stripped down.
6:30am- Finally my turn to walk through security and meet my stuff at the other side. Turns out I brought too many "gels and lotions". So, I had to leave half of it behind. BOO! Then, as the security girl was nosing around in everything, she came to my purse, the one that had been my 13 pound purge at check in and what did she find? My 253ml bottles of body wash and body lotion. GREAT. They were both brand new too, and 18$ a piece at that!
7:03am- Ran with my stuff to the gate and barely made it on the plane with the another straggler in front of me.
7:04am- Take off on my very first plane ride.
** Take off really was not that bad, nor was the turbulence or the people I sat beside. But the chair.... that was worse than a greyhound seat. It was hard and the neck thing was too puffy and so it made my neck sit forward. OH my goodness. I was so relieved to see earth when we started to decend. Also, I was way to chicken to get up and use the plane bathroom... I didn't want to feel overwhelmed. Being on a plane is one thing....using the bathroom on that plane is in a totally different ball park.
11:24(central time)am- So after a 3 and a bit hour plane ride, I arrived in Chicago O'Hare Airport. Fairly clean place, easy to navigate too. It was like a mall and an airport combined. It was very strange to see clothing stores everywhere, and food venues in between gates. Grabbed myself a smoothie, walked around a lot, felt like I got stared at a lot....maybe I looked Canadian too. Who knows.
1:03pm- Boarded the plane and took off from Chicago to Washington DC! I sat next to a very east coast couple. Young, both had Iphones. He wore beige chaps with a nice crease down the middle and brown leather loafers. He had a baby blue collored shirt and a v-neck pull over sweater. She wore a nice pair of jeans and nice looking sweater as well. Now, the bling on that girls finger, let me tell you.... she must have been 25 years old, tops.. and that rock must have been the size of a penny, no joke. Looks like I gotta find me an east coast man!
1:24pm- Serious turbulence. And I am not just saying that because I am a newbie at flying... It felt like we were dropping ever few seconds like a rollercoaster. The plane was shaking too. I know I am not just being sensitive to turbulence because even the people around me were gasping everytime the plane dropped suddenly. Yeah, I thought we were going to fall out of the sky.
3:35pm-landed in Reagen International Airport in Washington, DC!!!!!!! So happy to be off the plane. I had a headache, my tummy was a bit upset from all the fun it had with turbulence and the gate was a food court. Literally, I walked out of the hallway and there were table beside me with people eating pretzels. I just followed everyone else until I saw a sign that said baggage claim, walked through the whole airport and then down a flight of stairs. There were those big belts that your luggage comes rolling through on. I have never seen one of those before, only in movies. So I waited for my luggage to come out.
3:50pm- still waiting for my black suitcase... which apparently, everyone else has too. Black after black... Then some guys beside me clears his throat really loudly. Turns out it was Jake. We waited a bit, and he grabbed my luggage off the belt once it finally came through.
4:00pm- Went outside and found Mary-Anne!

Then for the rest of the evening it was a driving tour of things exciting that were on our way home. We arrived home, chatted, and then ate a yummy supper of Enchiladas! Uncle David and Mary-Anne went to the doctors and Jake and I attempted to rent a movie at Redbox.

At the first Redbox, there were a bunch of mexican gangsters and we didnt want to get up in their grills... so we found another one at a different 7-11, and still walked away with no movie, but did walk away with our lives. I know, a tad dramatic, but I am still getting used to seeing gangs. Lethbridge has Natives, right? They are basically harmless because they are only in the city for one thing...to find anything to get high off of. They are relaxed and pretty friendly. Rexburg was no different. I barely ever ventured past the few main streets and campus, and half the city was mormon anyways, so it was no big deal.

Regardless, I love it here. I think I may want to just stay here forever. Seriously.