This was the first Summer I flew alone. I mean I’ve flown alone before, but it was always as an unaccompied minor. This time however, I had to handle everything by myself.
This is probably the snapchat I sent to Amanda to let her know I was alive and about to board the plane.
I think I deserve props for blasting Coldplay as I waited for the boarding call and not missing it since I’m always confused. I even drifted to another terminal because they had Starbucks and were showing the Spain soccer game.
The sight that greeted me was so great.
But the Bandeja Paisa that my aunt had for me was even greater.