Just Laugh...

So these last two days has been crazy and I thought I'd let you know what was going on. So after last night we all got moved to the "basement" section of the air port and were given ample supply of water and juice (and Coke) along with about 15 small (pointless) pillows and 20 (hold no warmth in) blankets. Bless Flo's heart (she was the delta attendant who stayed 2 hours after her shift was over to help us out. She got 10 of us confirmed tickets for tonight's flight out at 7:00 pm. and the rest of us on standby cross your fingers. She also gave us 12$ in vouchers each for food so that we didn't have to pay for our meals we ate in the air port. They have come in handy. So we are in this basement and we all lay down on the Granite floor. it didn't take long to realize that the floor was FREEEZING and all the lights were on so it was nice and bright. I wrapped my body in a cocoon with two very thin blankets and wrapped my head in a cocoon with my hoodie. I think I fell asleep for about an hour before I woke up and went to the bath room came back and laid on the bench. I know I fell asleep on that because I woke up with drool running down my mouth. but everytime the tracks went over the bench shook and woke me up so finally around 5 I just woke up, went and got ready for the day (aka washed my face, and did some makeup) came out started to read my assignment of Genesis 1-20 and realized my brain was mush so I shut the book and just stared until people started to come to life. We got up left and went through security, I GOT FRISKED... never have I felt so violated and to make things better everyone was watching. all I could do was sit and laugh I think my face was more red then a tomato. I've had horrible luck with luggage, like my carry on never fit in the over head bin I always had to get it out and take stuff out of it... I was a basket case by the time I got to JFK but I've got it down to an art now. So as if that carry on stuff isn't enough last night Flo calls me over and tells me to get my checked baggage claim ticket.... Oh she can't find my suit case and it's the only one missing from the groups... Everyone pray that my luggage is there when I get to Jerusalem or.... mom and dad stock my bank account cause I'll be going shopping.
I already feel so close to these 15 kids, like we saw each other in the worst circumstances yet everyone remained so calm and in very high spirits for the trials we faced. I am glad I got stuck with these people cause I do really like them all. Well I will keep you updated on what happens but for now I must read my scriptures. LOTS of love home, miss you all and I'm almost to the point where a flight to SLC is looking sooo tempting but I know once I' there it'll be great.

Hopefully I will SOON be posting pictures of the spewed students on the JFK airport floor and some of our adventures through times square.