On my way!

"I'm going home, to a place where I belong. Where your love has always been enough for me. ..." And whatever else the song says but I'm happy I made it here...in this airport. It is much more brighter this time around. The last time I was in this airport, it was 10pm and I had just missed the last bus to Strasbourg. So guess what, I had to spend the night. I tried to check into the Sher....(however you spell it)...ton hotel and it was booked for the night. This airport has no carpeted floors and there was a half naked man, pants unzipped and "draws" showing, with some type of hip condition, walking around the airport. This time, my bags are checked in I am sitting in the USO office taking advantage of their free wifi and soft drinks. This is the first time I've drank gingerale in a long while, I don't really care for it unless I'm sick, Sharrell Barnes, or its FREE. If any of you are military dependents, when you get here take advantage of this..its great. My flight leaves in about four hours but I am content to just be here, on time. I had three scares so far. The first one was on this morning when my ride was a little late. I was ringing Jim and Jan's doorbell like crazy. Just to make sure they weren't parked on the other side, I walked over, but there was no one there. I was so scared that I walked to the Path. Tears started running down my face, and I said.." I wanna go home". I'm such a baby. As soon I turned around, a saw the lights of some french car come down the path. My second scare was when I scanned my passport to look up my ticket and there was no data. But I went to the check-in line and the clerk handled it there. Finally my last scare. I went to go pay for my second check-in bag. Now, previously, I was told that I would have to pay 40 euro and that was good, because the website said 50. When got the desk where all of those things were handled, the lady tells me that I have to pay 127Euro. I looked at her a little sideways and I boldly asked "why?". I was not about to swipe that card until she gave me an explanation. She explained and I said " Why?". I just didn't understand, she was speaking a foreign language. Then I asked a question that kind of guided her to the correct price. " How did the price go from 40 to 127, and website said for flights going into the U.S, the extra bag is 50." So she asked for the little sticky notes they give you when they give your boarding pass. She said, "Oh, Atlanta!" " I think its 40"..I let out a sigh and said " Thank you Jesus!" Instead of being in this office writing one my final blogs, I would have been on the phone, trying to get some money in my account, just so I wont over draft. By the way, in the USO office, you can make free calls to the U.S. Anyway, that is my journey so far and I'm pretty sure I'll be writing again during my 20 hour layover in Poland. Life is funny.