the much delayed post from me

Peace to all those of you who visit my blog still.
It has seen a bit of tranquility over the last few months.
But now here is a post to update things a bit.

I have arrived safely back in Chile (as of three weeks ago about...) but I'm happy and content for all those who care.
The trip back here was long, and tiring, and I think I slept for about a full day when I got back.

Thanks so much to Dawn and Donovan for putting me up for the few hours I was in Miami, I really REALLY appreciated it. heh GBY Don, if you ever see this, getting up at 3:30am to have me at the airport in time, was really a good Samaritan deed for you to do, as well as put up with all my incessant calling throughout the day to see if my computer had actually arrived.

But anyhow, enough with that, I doubt you're ever going to read this post, so on to the more interesting subjects for the rest of you who do read this blog.

Where was I? (such a classic self directed question.)

Oh yes, I got a complimentary international flight from Avianca Airlines. Was quite nice actually, and totally unexpected, as I had only asked if I could rebook my ticket for later on in the day as I was waiting for my computer to arrive.
But the thing was that they were overbooked on both flights, and told me that if I did that, then I'd be put on standby and I probably wouldn't even get to go on the flight at all.
Anyhow, what the sweet guy that helped me out did was ask his supervisor if he could put me on Voluntary status so that if they were overbooked for my flight (which they were) then they would put me confirmed on the next flight, plus give me food vouchers and a voucher for an international roundtrip ticket from the airline.
Groovy eh?
I thought so, plus I was hoping desperately that I'd get my computer that day as well...which unfortunately I didn't.
But anyhow, that said and done, the day went by uneventfully, with me curling up in some corner of the noisy airport to get some much needed rest which I failed to get because of the early wake-up I had.
So instead of spending the whole day in Bogota, Columbia, as previously planned, I spent it in Miami.
No pictures of me at the airport though, so sorry, I was way too tired to be taking any. And there wasn't anything interesting to be taking pictures of...well people...but who really wants their photograph taken at the airport? Really? I mean we all know that when your travelling you don't really look good at all...that is unless its a 2 hour flight and you have a really hot boyfriend/girlfriend waiting for you when you arrive at your destination.
I spent roughly 2 days travelling, I arrived in Santiago at 5am in the morning.
Thanks to Danny for picking me up at another ungodly hour, hah, I really have a lot of people to be thankful for.
You guys rock! really...you do, I'm not just saying it...where would I be without you? With all my overweight luggage and everything, ehh...no not really overweight.
But yes, I've been back for a while now, and the only post that you've gotten from me is one about my new photoblog, which not too many of you visited...well of the people that visit my blog at least.
So thats that, life has gotten pretty much back to usual again, with teaching, and studying, and all the rest of the home life activities and projects.
I'd post a picture...but I just realized that my hard drive isn't plugged in, and theres no extra plug to do so either, so too bad, you'll have to wait for next time.

Oh, and thanks to all of you who kept me in your prayers, I'm sure my travelling experiences would have been quite horrid without them.

Because of you, I've been blessed

In the Air Again

To all those who read this blog, this is a request for prayer.

I´ll be travelling for the next 2 days about, and would like to ask for safety, against any problems with my luggage (e.g. overweight, damage, loss, etc.) And that I get back to Chile in one piece.

Love you all uber much, and tks so much for your prayers.

The Waiting

There is one thing that I've grown to dislike about traveling...well a few things actually but I'll only mention the one here for now.

It's the waiting

Yes, the waiting...you know, when its the day that you're leaving and your just waiting around to leave because there's not much else to do.

Or there's the waiting on someone to drive you to the airport.

And the wandering, wandering around because you have absolutely nothing to do, and everyone else is blissfully happy immersed in their jobs for the day and you have absolutely no idea what to do except offer your help, and hope that they don't give you a job that will interfere with your waiting and not make you late.

But then, while you've volunteered yourself for some kind of job, a million thoughts run through your head about so many other things that you had to do, that you suddenly remembered, and are trying your hardest not to forget.

Though, doing something, is almost always better than the dreaded waiting...

It's not that you're waiting happily to leave, just that you know the time is going to be upon you soon that you will have to leave, thus the reason for all the waiting.

Once your finally on that bus, or plane, or train, or whatever, the waiting stops....or so you think

It actually starts another cycle...the waiting to get to your destination, the dependence you have on so many other people to get you there, and the total helpless feeling that if they don't get you there then you will have to wait around for someone else that will.

Of for a pair of wings, that I wouldn't have to wait so much, or the capability of teleportation so I wouldn't have to 'wait' in lines.

Hello, I haven't forgotten about you

So I'm sure many of you have been wondering if I even breathe anymore, as this blog seems to have just up and died a little while ago...minus the last post of lyrics, and the post before that of just a link...and I haven't posted for quite a while about what I'm up to..or where I really am.
Well...I have an excuse...its a famous excuse, everyone uses it a lot, but the difference with me using it and them...is cause its true in my case (ok fine, it could be true in yours as well). But I've been busy, and by busy I mean running-around-like-a-chicken-with-my-head-cut-off, kind of busy. Well...perhaps not to that extreme, but I have been running around.
I've been in Chicago for the last 6 weeks and today is my last day, I leave around 5pm today for the airport to fly the heck out of this country and all the way down to Chile!
Can you see my excitement just oozing off of this page?? Well if you can't...or you don't get the feeling that it is, then your wrong! Cause I'm so psyched to go, and it will be such an awesome experience, I'm jumping up and down for joy inside!
Its kinda weird, because up until a certain point I kinda felt like it wouldn't really happen...it was too good to be true, kinda where 'I won't believe it till I see it, or experience it' type of feeling. I kinda was in a daze about this whole entire thing...like if you asked me, I would say, 'I'm pretty sure I'm going to Chile', or 'I might be going to Chile'. I don't think I even gave a definite answer for a while there...because I didn't really believe that it would happen myself.
But here I am now, all packed and ready to go, and I'm going to be arriving in Chile tomorrow morning and so ecstatic!
So before I go now, here are some recent pictures that I've taken and also posted a few of on my devart page here which I'll leave for you to pick apart with criticism while I'm traveling.

1 hour of sleep and a neck ache is all I've gotten so far

Oi, I am never ever, ever, ever, EVER flying with jetBlue airlines again!
As I'm writing this, I am stuck at the airport, enroute to Austin, to visit my family, and I have spent the night by myself, alone, with annoying voices on the loudspeakers ever 10 minutes or so, and with perhaps only 1 hour of sleep.
My connecting flight was cancelled while I was in the air, so when I landed and walked through the doors to the terminal, a stream of dread coarsed through my body when I saw the crowds of people that were looking about as pissed as I was about to be when I found out not a moment later that they had cancelled my next flight, and I would have to rebook for the next available flight heading out that way...which with my luck, wasn't until 1:30pm the next day.
It is 6:30am, and I don't think its necessary to expound on how much I hate mornings, this one no exception, except that I might just dislike this one morning a bit more.
Come 1:30 this afternoon, when my flight finally takes off, I will not have stepped outside of an aircraft or airport in a full 24 hours...and my flight doesn't even arrive in Austin till about 5pm, so by that time I will have spent roughly about 28 hours in various airports and aircrafts.
I had planned to be in Austin today already, spending the day with my family, and taking as many pictures as I could fit on my memory card, but apparently some evil minion interfered with my plans and screwed me over.
Not to mention, that this airline didn't even put people up in hotels for the night, and made them either stay in the terminal (like I and so many other people, with only little airplane pillows and blankets to comfort them), or leave the masses and fight for an available hotel room for the remainder of the night. I mean, what airline has cable tv, leather seats in coach and boasts of the most leg room, but doesn't offer some sort of compensation for the inconvenience that they have caused so many people.
I'll tell you....A SCREWED UP ONE!