Welcome to Miami

I made it to Miami last night. It's super hot here and the humidity is pretty high and apparently it's only worse in Guyana. On the first flight to Dallas there was something wrong with the speaker that the flight attendants and captains were talking on. Every time they turned it on there was an incredibly loud farting noise. When it first happened for a split second I thought the elderly lady next to me had just shit herself. Glad that wasn't the case.

At the gate before I left for Miami I overheard two guys talking about the Peace Corps. I stealthily approached them and eavesdropped a little bit longer before introducing myself. I met the rest of the group today and they're all pretty cool. And actually some of our members are older and the group as a whole is a lot older than I expected.

This is a test picture I took of my brother before I left, he's trying to look like a dog.

This is a picture of my roommate during staging in Miami. His name is Jerrell.

Well, that's all for now. We're all leaving tomorrow at 10:30 but the flight doesn't leave until 4 so I'm sure I'll try to post something before then. I'm definitely having a lot of emotions and not totally sure of myself. I just keep telling myself that this will be a good thing. Once I get there and get in the groove of things I'll be able to figure this whole thing out. 

This stage of my life has the chance to be a defining moment for the rest of my life and I don't want to miss a thing. I'm just trying to stay open and stay positive and try to have as many varied experiences as I can. I just have to keep saying yes and, hopefully, good things will happen.