Month: April 2017

Nicaragua North America Thought

Reminiscing on My First International Experience

The sound of the plane’s engines seemed louder than usual, though not much more than the snoring of the couple seated behind me. We were 40,000 feet in the air and as I sat cramped in my window seat, head on the window and legs curled up into some yoga-like position, all I could hear was my voice asking “How did I get here?”