Here's to adventure in all its forms.

OK! So. Worst/Most frightening/Stressful day of my life. Getting from Toronto to LA was a breeze, but the getting on a plane from LA to Fiji and NZ was/is a nightmare. I went to check in and the lady told me that I needed to have purchased a return ticket. When I told her she was misinformed and that I had a Visa stating I didn't need a return ticket she told me I was wrong and that I better hurry up and buy a return ticket or I wouldn't be boarding the plane. So 2 stressful hours later of trying to find internet, trying to find power sources and trying to find printing I had purchased a ticket (for the wrong dates) and printed my confirmation off. (Thank goodness for paying my credit card bill off a couple days ago or I would have been screwed mot royally.) Finally, I was allowed my boarding pass and sent through customs. When I finally caught my breath, I pulled out my visa to confirm that I did not in fact need an return ticket and low-and-behold "Outward Passage Waived". Score one for Julia after giving in and spending way too much money on a ticket I'm going to have to change and on internet access and printing I didn't even need. Not to mention that if customs in NZ finds out my newly purchased ticket I might actually get in trouble. Huzza. Score one for the evil gods of travel. Then as I'm re-reading my Visa I realize that I don't have Proof of Funds. No big worry, I knew I didn't have it. My bank told me that there was no such form and not to worry about. However, now I was/is in a paranoid state so I ran about like a chicken with my head cut off trying to find a printing area in the secure area to print of my online bank account statement in the hopes that it would save me from deportation. Fingers crossed it does, cause I did manage to get out of security, print the sucker off, pay way too much, and get back through security in time to sit down and write this whilst waiting for my plane.

I should not be allowed to travel.

So my friends and family. Here I sit, a very stressed and worried Julia, thinking about all the possible things that could go wrong and hoping that none of them do. It's going to be an extremely long day (actually I have no idea how long this is going to last before I can rest easy) but I know that with the prayers of my fam, myself, and maybe some friends who love me, I can get through this without being deported, jailed or generally screwed.

Here's to adventure in all its forms. Wish me well.

Julia