K: Rough Landing
17 de Agosto 2022 Sitting in a bar in Barthhhhelona drinking a Coronarita and life is good. I left the States 13 days ago now and it has been.....an adjustment. I was warned about this early part, and it's logical to assume a trans-Atlantic move would come with its struggles. But I was arrogant enough to think I was special and better-prepared. Karma got me pretty good. First of all, the physical move was exhausting. Drive to LAS > walk to gate > fly to MSP > walk to gate > fly to CDG > walk through customs > get luggage > walk luggage to taxi stand > ride to wrong hotel > ride to right hotel > walk luggage to room > walk luggage from room > ride to London Kings Cross > walk luggage to waiting area > walk luggage to furthest car on the platform > train to Edinburgh > walk luggage to Uber > ride to the flat > walk luggage upstairs. All with two 50lb bags (one with broken rollers), a 45lb backpack, and a 15lb cat in a carrier. Go...