NY-MD-CA

I wake up at 5:00. I didn't sleep very well and kept having dreams I missed my train...which would turn out to be half true...

On the most humid and warm day of all I am forced to wear my jeans because they did not fit in my suitcase. I mean it is really humid the Boston humid. Eyes burning and sweating at 6 am I was off to Penn Station. I eventually found it and didn't really get all that lost but the fact that I was tired and hot made me a lot less censored than usual. I wanted Jamba Juice and it was closed...that pissed me off.

I found the station get to Amtrak and found out the my train was already boarding. With a 50 pound backpack on my back I trucked down to my train...and in Europe it was like assigned but of course it isn't here and I didn't know that so I am scrambling searching for my seat and no one is there to help you. Foreign people are asking me where to go and I'm like FUCK IT! I'm getting on this train and I don't care where I am sitting. 

I guess it really didn't matter. and I was off to Aberdeen MD...sounds promising don't you think?

2 hours later I get there and I had one of those "this is it?" moments where we ended up at like a dirt road and a tiny train station the size of like two school portables with no one there. I call a taxi and wait a while. I see some taxi's around the corner occupied by what looked like hungover homeless people literally asleep with burning ciggs in their mouths. When I asked if they were here to get me they just didn't even look at me...and drove away.

WELCOME TO ABERDEEN

My Taxi finally arrived with 8 soldiers in tow. Now I say soldiers because they were not Marines but Army Folk. they look at me like I was crazy with my pillow, my pink suitcase and gigantic backpack. Needless to say I was embarrassed. They all asked what the hell I was doing here in Aberdeen when I told him I was from CA. It shocked them that I wasn't a girlfriend or a wife but a sister. That's sad...I hope other sisters visit there brothers...but I guess it's not that common. After reaching APG Aberdeen and all the searching and stuff. I met Neal outside his living area. AHHH! It was so cool to see him again! He took my stuff up so I wouldn't have to lug it around town all day. I hung out with him and two of his friends one of which was his roommates but both in the same class and Marines. I didn't realize what a big deal it was, The difference between the marines and army, especially when they are sharing a base, lot's of hostility, I guess you can't walk a lone at night in fear that 8 army would gang up on one marine and really hurt him. Makes me mad, that's what I say.

So I went to a tattoo house so his friends could get some more. I mean they already had like 5 which i admired because 1 is enough for me right now...it just hurts. Neal then informed me this is where he got his and he showed me his newest addition which was MY Hebrew name on in shoulder. ( I posted pics on facebook, check em out) He will be adding onto it some kind of tree of life or burning bush thing but he didn't have the money then for it. Neal then informed me that it was the "second best tattoo place in all of Maryland..." which sounds promising right? Okay this place was Ghetto. Don't go there...I mean they got like paper towels to cover it...they don't tell you how to take care of it properly and don't even give you free tattoo goo. It was ridiculous how much the overpriced....So if any of you are going to Maryland, don't get tattoo's there I wouldn't really trust it. 

Neal and I went to Wendy's and Dunkin Donuts for lunch....as he told me about all of his time on base. Sounded like he was having an amazing time even though he really missed Amanda. And I don't know if it's appropriate to blog about but he told me all about his wedding plans and that him and Amanda were getting married a lot sooner than I ever thought. Usually people would be like NO...WAIT....but when your a Marine and your GF is a Marine...I mean after all your training and you deployment...even before, you basically know what the rest of your life is gonna be. so it sounded just fine to me.

After spending some time off base it was time to head back and get to see some parts of base. It was really small and kinda like a movie. I saw the rec center which was nothing compared to Pendleton but it was nice to see Neal enjoying a pool table with a few friends.

It was time for me to go soon and Neal and friends were heading down to a strip club in Baltimore, where I was told to come a long and ride with Craig and he would drop me off at the train station.

So I get in this Craig's Car with a man named Craig and 12 other Marines excited for a night out. Craig had a few rules...

1. His name was Craig not sir

2. If your gonna puke let me know

3. no pistachios ( cuz the

y make a mess)

4. he is a driver not a DJ

I think there were some more but that's all I could remember. I got dropped off at the train station with another Marine that was going to DC named Kyle. Kyle was funny but a little but awkward not gonna lie. I said bye to Neal, I know I will see him in a month as he is pretty sure he is getting stationed West Coast :)

I was there an hour and half early for my train. and sat down organizing this and that. There were a few drunken black people on the left of me and on the right was Kyle. No one else was at this station...no attendants no nothing.

After finding out that the train before me was an hour late...i was worried that mine would be too making me miss my flight which I was NOT about to do. So I called my mom on what battery was left in my phone to have her check for me when my train. 

Then I find out that my train ticket I purchased was for the previous Thursday...wtf...I guess I was too tired when I made the reservations. SO my mom within in the next 5 minutes before the next train was coming fixed everything and got me on the next train! Oh did I mention while I was waiting for this train what seemed to be a "friends" like the show...but black and drunk were all yelling at each other when Charles...came up to me and sat with me and talked to me, he was soo drunk it wasn't real...I thought I was gonna get robbed or something as I prayed that my train was coming and it did. As I got up Charles followed me and told me that he wished we could spend more time together...FML...

So I get on this train and all the people running it are not helpful and are treating me like a delinquent because they thought I didn't pay for a ticket and when i tried to explain my situation they just kept talking telling me that they were trying to help me! but I knew that! and I was trying to help them! but it didn't work...GET ME OFF THIS TRAIN...

Eventually I get off...get lost trying to find a shuttle...do find a shuttle get to Air Tran and get in a huge line...By this time I am so uncensored that I am saying things like " is this real?...can you please hurry up? what the hell? AHHHH!" By the time I get through all this security I'm like SOMEONE GIVE ME SOME DORITOS! and so I buy some even though I'm pretty sure  Piper would kill me..( my trainer...) and eat them right before I get on this tiny ass plane with a tiny ass eleven year old who used phrases like "when I was little..." YOU ARE STILL LITTLE

Never the less he was kinda cute and reminded me of a really skinny version of the kid in Stuart little. His name was Issak and he told me all about Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter and what he wanted out of the Sky Mall Catalogue. 

I couldn't sleep...middle seat...I HATE THE MIDDLE SEAT...okay that being said. My sinuses were aching my throat dry...dehydration...hunger...it small and humid spaced...crying children...5 hours.

It really wasn't that bad...just kinda bad.

You get what you pay for.

 

I landed and was so over standing with that backpack on that I waited for everyone to get off the plan so I didn't have to be more irritated by standing a waiting. I finally get off the plane and meet mom down at the baggage claim...or baggage wait...

I guess the power had shut down and Air Trans had to carry our baggage by hand to the claim which made me sad being the sympathetic Scorpio I am.

2 hours later we got our baggage...thanks mom for waiting while I slept on the floor of the airport!

And I got in the car and was HOMEWARD BOUND.

It's nice to be home...but never did I think it would be warmer here than over there. 

I woke up today around 12:30 feeling like crap but knew I had to get a lot done. After all I start my workouts, Camp Curtain Call and West Side Story tomorrow! 

I posted some pictures on facebook of my trip so check those out. There aren't really a lot because I didn't want to look too touristy taking pictures all the time. hahaha

This adventure I will never forget...partly because it was crazy partly because it's on this blog.

 I didn't really use the encounter...but it came in handy here and there...

The last three entries aren't very edited...I'm too tired.

I guess the theme of this all is... Do shit alone

          Do shit with other people

You can bring Jeans to New York in July

        You Get what you Pay for

Amen