Puerto D.C.?

Yesterday went as well as it could have. We got up at 3 am and went to the airport, got right on our plane and then found our gate to get on our plane from O'Hare to San Juan. United overbooked our flight and offered us $600 in flight vouchers, First Class to D.C. Dulles, the stay at the Marriott, and then first class from Dulles to San Juan first thing this morning. It was perfect. I wouldn't have been able to get into my dorm until today anyway and now I will have a free flight home for X-mas. They even threw in dinner vouchers.

I've always followed the Lombardi principle of "when you make it in the end zone pretend like you have been there before." At the risk of being discovered as a first time first class flier, I took a pic of Wendy on our Boeing 777. The seats completely turned into beds, we had our own T.V., and I couldn't have touched the person next to me if I tried.

Today hasn't been as perfect. The flight was fine. We were in first class again, but we were spoiled from the day before. Once we got to the airport, we found my luggage and went to look for our rental car. Apparently the order didn't go through. We waited a long time to get our car. That really seemed to be the theme of the day. Once we got the rental car we got extremely lost trying to find our hotel. Then we managed to find my school (which is exactly how it looks in the pics on their website) and we waited three hours to get the keys. Then we had a wonderful dinner at a restaurant that we are pretty sure we could never find again if we wanted to, and proceeded to get lost on our way back to our hotel.

Part of the problem is that the streets aren't all labeled, the street signs are in spanish (which I am doing fairly well with), and our GPS won't process some of the street names. It has really been an adventure. We finally got back to the hotel at 9:50 pm. Wendy and I were both so tired and frustrated that we started laughing hysterically, mostly so we didn't cry. Wendy has already threatened to ditch me tomorrow because she doesn't want to drive here anymore. I don't really blame her because not only were we lost, we were surrounded by people who had complete disregard for the street lights/signs. Oh well, tomorrow is a new day and we will figure this city out.

Today wasn't all bad. Everyone was extremely friendly and I was the first person to get to my dorm. There are only 3 of us in a four bedroom dorm. The other two girls that I live with are from Nebraska and North Carolina. Because I was the first one there, I go the biggest bedroom with the biggest closet. It is pretty amazing. I'll post pics as soon as I get set up. As of current, I haven't really taken many pics because I've spent all of my time navigating. I'll try to take some pics and post a few more blogs this week about the whole process.