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The Blue Marble

That awkward moment when…

…Someone doesn’t know you speak French and talks about how I won’t touch their drink because I ‘probably don’t want it anyway.’ Well, To be honest, I’m quite thirsty and wouldn’t mind your fruity looking drink. Anyway, about my day.

My day began at 2AM with a rainy drive to the airport with my Dad. I don’t remember much, as I was quite tired and running on two hours of sleep. My flight to Miami is a blur to me now- I just remember waking up and being asked if I’d like something to drink and then falling asleep again only to find myself in Miami. Once in Miami I realised that my layover was much longer than I had remembered reading when booking my flight. Luckily it went by quickly and the time was passed with Top Gear and BlackBerry Messenger as well as other messaging apps. 

My flight to Nassau started off with nearly everyone on the flight bickering with the ground crew. Shouting matches ranged from someone’s (third) carry-on suitcase not being permitted on the flight and therefore needed to be checked and to the elderly complaining about having to stand in the sun. The stewardess was constantly yelling at parents throughout the flight on how to control their children and at one point actually threatened to have the flight turn around. 

Once in the Bahamas everything calmed down. Customs was a breeze and once outside of the airport I was comforted with the driving on the correct side of the road. My hotel room is rather spacious and the bed is quite comfortable. I even have complimentary Starbucks because I’m a ‘preferred guest.’ Well, that’s cool! 

Tomorrow I hope to do some exploring of Nassau with other students, so, I shall post further adventures tomorrow. 

After having packed what I feel is necessary for this voyage (and probably isn’t), I have come to the conclusion that 1) Kindles are a brilliant invention and 2) The Smarties produced in Germany have a much richer taste than the Canadian ones and therefore I shall take the German ones with me. 

My greatest fear is that my luggage will be lost on my way to Nassau and will be dispersed to the civilians of Miami to be sold on eBay for more than what my items are worth. 

What I am dreading most is the trip from the airport in Nassau to the hotel. The hotel isn’t providing a complimentary shuttle (though I do get free WiFi) from the airport to the hotel. I think that is just utter rubbish. The hotel has kindly provided me with options, ranging from an overpriced coach to public transport. Being a fan of (well organised) public transport, I’d have no problem paying $1.25 for my trip to the hotel from the airport, though I’m thinking that a taxi may be a better option. I’m sure my parents would have a heart attack if they found out I took public transport, yet again, with luggage. My parents don’t seem to trust the Underground and insist that I will be mugged because you know, between Hammersmith and Heathrow is about as dodgy as Cleveland. Hopefully all will go well and I’ll be able to provide my millions of followers with updates.