Here is how it began.
Day 1:
Well, it started EARLY! I got up at 5AM! (What in the world was I thinking!???) Yep, I did get up that early, wanted to spend time with my brobro before I headed out. He had to leave for work at 5:30, so it would be a short and sweet goodbye. I had this feeling in the back of my head say "LEAVE EARLY" And I am glad I did. I had planned to get out the door by 7:30, instead I left around 6:45. The airport was PACKED!!!!! So, of course I check in, give them my bags, say a prayer it gets where I am going, and head to the GATE! As I get in the line, this sweet old man is behind me, very JEWISH looking, I mean VERY. So there we are standing in this never ending line to get past the security guards and it gets to our turn to pretty much unpack our carry ons and strip out of our clothing! (Its almost come to that I swear) There were NO buckets for us, so I (and I am a very "I get what I want" kinda persin) WEAVE through the crowd and grab two buckets, one for me and one for him, you would have thought I was an angel sent by God, he thanked me and thanked me. He was so kind in the face and frail, I wanted to take him with me....haha! Just kidding.
Oh the WAIT! It was long, and it seemed they would NEVER let us on....Side note: Flying South West is like gambling on a plane. You get up 24 hours before your flight and HOPE you clicked just in time to get an "early number" Because if you dont you are stuck on the back of the bus, next to the guy who cant fit and really needs two seats, and the other guy who is sleeping on your shoulder, drooling and snoring. Well I was LUCKY! I got that early ticket, and was on with group A. So here I am, ALONE, scared out of my mind being alone, so I am walking on, again ALONE, and I see the perfect seat! BAM! There it is, behind the couple with the three boys...Im thinking, YES I can play and not be bored for 4.5 hours.....Now comes the tricky part, those two men, who will set next to me, yeah know, the one who snores and the other who drool.....HA! this is fun. So there I am sitting there ALONE, by the window thinking A. these seats are CLOSE, and B. if I have to pee, and I KNOW I will, I am STUCK!. Well on comes the plane a nice looking young man, with a violin, and down the aisle you trots.....Ok, so there was no trotting, just pushing and shoving of other passengers. Well, guess who your lucky seat partner is!? Yep, that guy, with the violin. So....HERE WE GO.....UP UP AND AWAY!!!!
Jason, his name was Jason, and he was the nicest guy! We had a LOT in common with music, and it turns out he went to the same fiddle camp my brother had gone to YEARS ago, and we know a lot of the same people. He lives in Boston, and the group he is touring with just did a show in Nashville and now they were headed to California. So, now we are friends, Random from the plane, but friends. Strange how you can meet up with someone who you likely knew WAY back when we were younger.
About that third seat, our other passenger in crime. THE MAN FROM THE LINE!! Ya know, the one I got the box for to send our lives through xray, well he was headed to California as well. And guess what! he was a professor from Orange County, in Cal. Teaches history, so very nice, but slept the whole way, and me being a History major didnt get to ask all my questions....darn. But he was glad to see me!

The trip seem to last a long time but fly by as well. When we landed I text my mother and she called me with EXCITEMENT That I was FINALLY there! She had been waiting on me since my dad left that same morning back to Nashville. So.....Vegas....Well....ITS NASTY! AWFUL! GROSS!!!!! UUUUGGGGHHH!!!!! Mom asked me when we got in the car, "How about we drive up the strip?" I said, NO THANK YOU! This is a nasty place, and so full of sin! I have no need in seeing it, I want to get out.....
So, there we went, on our way to LOS ANGELES! (I know, its not that great of a place either, Hollywood at least) But we got in the car, and I was pumped CALIFORNIA, HERE I COME! EAT YOUR HEART OUT!!!
More to come.....