Welcome to Hawaii!
I´m in a small room with 9 other girls. I´ve just slept (or tried to sleep) on a top bunker that none of the other girls want because of the hard matress and no latter up, - along with dirty socks, a sleeping bag, some clothes, a hair dryer and a bunch of other knickknack I didn´t get out of the bed before I fell asleep. I had spent 15 minutes, half in my own world after staying up almost the entire 26 hour trip from Norway to Kona, Hawaii, cleaning out everything else laying on that bunkbed, which was packed with stuff... I woke up 7 this morning and had left over potato chips and a lukewarm Coke with no fuzz for breakfast before I gathered in line and hoped for the water to still be hot when it was my turn to have a shower.... Welcome to Hawaii! Welcome to Paradise! Welcome missionlife and transition! The story gets better. And it gets worse! It started with almost forgetting my passport. Yeah you heard right. I had totally forgotten about it BEFORE we cleaned out my apartme...