Apologies

It has been a while since I was last able to post and for that all I can do is apologize. Sometimes life just gets in the way and certain things get pushed aside. Sadly, this blog was one of those things.

As for the last of my report regarding my reconnaissance mission to New Orleans, I will touch on a few events that stand out in my mind. At the end of my last post, we were on Bourbon Street for a night out. To keep this short, I will just say that everyone should have this experience at least once in their life. There is simply nothing else like it.

The next couple days were more laid back and dedicated to recuperating from our day and night of walking constantly.

On Monday evening, we were invited to the Greco's neighbor's for dinner. Also on the agenda was watching the latest episode of True Blood. While we were there, I had a small realization while conversing with the neighbor. She aked how old I am and what my plans for the future were. She also asked about my plans for employment after relocating. The latter two are questions I have asked myself and still have no answer for. She suggested that since I was so young(something I feel far from) I had about 5 more years to really find out what it was I wanted to do with my life, but after I turn 30 I should have a definite direction and be working towards a specific goal. Her thoughts struck me and rang true for me. I have always had a hard time deciding what exactly I want to do and I have been stymied by the limited options and opportunities in this small Utah town I call home. I hope that this Big Adventure is what I need to get me moving in the right direction, or at least help me figure out what the right direction might be.

Unfortunately , my time in Louisiana came to an end and I begrudgingly returned my rental car and road the shuttle to the airport. While I was standing in line to check in for my flight, I noticed a rather good looking young man about my age further up the line. I couldn't help but stare for quite some time, mostly because there was nothing else to look at and the wait was on the boring side. After he checked in I put him out of my mind, not even considering the idea that he could be on my flight. Well, I was wrong to do so. It turns out that he was actually seated next to me on the plane! What luck! He was quite nice and we chatted for a bit about where we were going and such. Too bad for me, he was straight and even if he hadn't been, he was way out of my league. As usual, however, my luck didn't last. He moved to an empty row so we could have a more comfortable flight.