Day 1, 6:40am , San Fran Airport, 5-24-09

So, Peru huh? Crazy to think that that is where we´re headed today. Maybe it´s hard to comprehend because I´m so tired. We had to get up at 4 this morning to get here on time. We just got through security. What a freaking hassle! We had to try and get our huge backpacker´s backpacks through without having to check them.The man waved my sister through but held me back, which is unfair since her backpack is about fifteen pounds heavier than mine. I think it´s because I´m shorter and was less confident about carrying such a huge and ungainly thing. Or, it could be because I nearly knocked over the sign and the metal line posts on my way into security. Anyway, the man made us take some stuff out of the packs to make them shorter. He really was nice about it and even gave Tina a big plastic bag to stick everything in. Luckily, I had enough room in my little bag to stuff everything in so I didn´t have to throw anything away. I´m glad we got through security, but we still need to make it onto the plane. The steward on the plane may take one look at us and be like ¨Seriously? Hell no!¨and make us check our bags, which would be very very bad. We probably would not make our next flight if we did. On international flights, you have to be there, at the minimum, two hours in advance. We touch down exactly two hours and three minutes before our flight. There is no time for picking up bags at the baggage claim. W still have to get out of the domestic terminal, find the international terminal, and go through security once again. That is all for now. I´ll update later if we make it out alive.

So, yeah, this blog thing...

..is easy to forget about. I have had this blog since January and haven´t really posted very much. Oops! Oh well, I´ll post now.
My sister had this oh-so-brilliant idea to travel this summer. This has always kind of been a plan for both of us, to travel when we are both away from home. I was so excited when she first called me up in September and told me about this cool organization called Traveller Not Tourist. It only costs $50 to volunteer there and they have two programs they work with, an orphanage and a school. So, she planned it all out and we are now here for two months. It´s amazing and I´m already in love with it. The people, the culture, it´s all so different. have been keeping track of my experiences in a journal that I was originally planning on transferring onto here when we get back, but I think I want to start doing that now. Otherwise, I am likely to forget again:) So, here is the first of (hopefully) many travel posts.