Well, its official. I'm in Ames, IA to begin training with the USDA APHIS NAHERC to help combat the current avian flu epidemic! The flight here was mostly uneventful, w/ little to no turbulence. I flew out of Charlotte, NC & into Des Moines, IA, as my family & I were already in Charlotte for Tina's cousin's high school graduation.
The airports were jam packed w/ people at a level I've only witnessed over the winter holidays! I couldn't believe it! My traveling companion, a coworker from NCSU, evidently had the misfortune of having her bag under someone else's that had a very large bottle of quite strong perfume that broke during handling. Her bag, soft sided & made of fabric, soaked up the perfume quite nicely. It absolutely reeked!
The two of us were in a shuttle from the airport up to Ames to our hotels, along with three other ladies: Mom Jeans, White Canary & Girl, aka Candace Cooler's Cousin (she looks like a friend of mine from work--not exactly, but you know, enough to be her cousin). It was an odd ride. Our driver, who was very nice & weighed, I'm guessing, pushing near a quarter ton & he played some really irritating music. None of us appeared to be particularly happy, but everyone seemed tired to some degree. I wanted to take some pics out of a window, but Mom Jeans had her right arm suspended from the "Oh Shit" handle up over the door THE ENTIRE RIDE. Yes, we drove in an almost straight line from the airport to the hotels & she's gripping the Oh Shit handle without respite. IA is largely unimpressive, at least from what I've seen. It looks pretty much like my Mother State, IN.
At any rate, I am checked into a different hotel than presumably most of the rest of my team-to-be. Currently, I am uncertain if I have a ride to the training facility tomorrow. I emailed someone & am awaiting response. If not, I have to take a cab to another hotel & be there before 7:30. Lovely. I've been taking some pics, but for some reason, I cannot upload them from my phone to the blog or to my Google Photos. I'll work on it. More tomorrow.
The airports were jam packed w/ people at a level I've only witnessed over the winter holidays! I couldn't believe it! My traveling companion, a coworker from NCSU, evidently had the misfortune of having her bag under someone else's that had a very large bottle of quite strong perfume that broke during handling. Her bag, soft sided & made of fabric, soaked up the perfume quite nicely. It absolutely reeked!
The two of us were in a shuttle from the airport up to Ames to our hotels, along with three other ladies: Mom Jeans, White Canary & Girl, aka Candace Cooler's Cousin (she looks like a friend of mine from work--not exactly, but you know, enough to be her cousin). It was an odd ride. Our driver, who was very nice & weighed, I'm guessing, pushing near a quarter ton & he played some really irritating music. None of us appeared to be particularly happy, but everyone seemed tired to some degree. I wanted to take some pics out of a window, but Mom Jeans had her right arm suspended from the "Oh Shit" handle up over the door THE ENTIRE RIDE. Yes, we drove in an almost straight line from the airport to the hotels & she's gripping the Oh Shit handle without respite. IA is largely unimpressive, at least from what I've seen. It looks pretty much like my Mother State, IN.
At any rate, I am checked into a different hotel than presumably most of the rest of my team-to-be. Currently, I am uncertain if I have a ride to the training facility tomorrow. I emailed someone & am awaiting response. If not, I have to take a cab to another hotel & be there before 7:30. Lovely. I've been taking some pics, but for some reason, I cannot upload them from my phone to the blog or to my Google Photos. I'll work on it. More tomorrow.
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