Southern Hospitality

Where else but in the South could you find a family of strangers willing to pick you up from the airport and house you for three days? Certainly no where about the Mason Dixon line. As exhausting and disappointing as it was for us not to get to Maastricht on Monday, I think many of up feel that it was a blessing in disguise. We learned on Monday morning that we wouldn't be able to get a flight out until Thursday (tom.) afternoon. This brought about the question as to where all of us would go for the next few days. Many of us, if not all dispersed to homes of other students who were from Houston.

I've spent the past three days in The Woodlands with Amy, Amanda, and Brittany, three girls who I didn't know at all. We've watch an untold amount of movies, relaxed in the hot tub, and spent the majority of yesterday at the mall just wandering and looking. I think that we've been able to get to know each other in a way we wouldn't have if we hadn't had this time together. So in essence, I've made friends because of the whateveryoucallit volcano.

With that said, we are scheduled to fly out tomorrow afternoon, and I'm really hoping we make it this time because plans have been made for the first week of traveling. It's time to be in Europe.