Destination: Peru

The flight was long and uncomfortable. But I did pass through American immigration without any hassle and my bags were checked all the way through, so there was no hassel there either.Two of my flights were like flying in a sardine can... minus the smell, thank God. But the flight from dallas to miami was nice. we got a substitute plane for some reason.. it was a 777. it was larger and more comfortable seats. we had our own tvs with movies and video games!! but my controler didn't work so I couldn't play tetris :( I sat beside an American Eagle airline captain who was returning home to west beach. And one point we got to talking.. He asked me if I was from Dallas and I said no, Im from Alberta. And he asked if Alberta was in BC. I said no.. Its beside BC... we're neighbors! and after a few seconds of silence ( and here's where I think i embarrassed him) he asked if Alberta was a province and I replied, "yes." He said "sorry I don't know all the Canadian provinces... you probably don't know all the states..." and I said, "actually I do.... and the capitals..." Sorry captain. Its not normal though.. most canadians probably don't, Im just a nerd. Its funny.. on all flights you sit next to someone for hours and you dont' say a word to eachother until you start to land... at least in my case. Each and everyone one of those people have a story. Maybe their journey has just begun or maybe it is finally over... On the first flight I sat next to a man from Guatamala. We chatted for a bit while descending and talk about where each of us were going. He mentioned how long his flight would be but said after, "It doesn't matter though.. cause I get to go to my home" and he looked so peaceful when he said "home". Isn't that such a nice feeling though? going home? Although Im so excited to be here, I still can't wait to get home...