After such an incredible weekend in New York City, I had quite an interesting trip to Ireland. My flight was going great for the first hour, until a girl in my row threw up all over her entire family and all over the chairs in front of her. I felt terrible for the girl because I could tell she was embarrassed, but our entire section of the plane reeked for the rest of the flight. I was not happy. The next five and half hours were a sleepless haze of trying to ignore the smell and keep from throwing up myself.
Once arriving in Dublin, I was thrilled to exit the plane and meet all the wonderful people of Ireland that I’ve heard were some of the nicest people in the world. However, the man at Customs that was checking passports in my line did not fall into that category of friendly Irish people. He refused to let Madi, Emma and I into the country and proceeded to take my passport and sit us in time out. After the plane ride I had just experienced and the lack of sleep setting in, I did not take much liking to this situation. He continued to question our purpose for coming to Ireland and seemed to have a personal motive for keeping us out of the country. Eventually it was all resolved and the Customs agent reluctantly let us into Ireland, but we were off to a shaky start. This all changed when we were greeted by members of the Sport Changes Life staff waiting to pick us up and take us to headquarters. There we were greeted by the SCL family who proved everything great we had heard about Irish people to be true. Now that we have finally made it to Ireland, I can’t wait to see what is in store next.
