So today when I walked into my room after a long walk (which will turn into another post, but I need to write it out. Internet costs by the minute, so I'm going to go offline and write it after this), I turned around to see a note under my door. A large smile crossed my face and I may have laughed out loud. After not having a conversation with anyone for a few days, finally I get to meet the person I will interning with. I had just missed her, and she said she was going to the airport around 1:30 to pick up her husband, who's been gone in the states for a month. I called her room, no answer.
So I wandered downstairs and had a coke. Then, went back upstairs, wrote a note saying I was going to lunch, and slipped it under her door. Then I went to lunch.
I paid my bill at 1:30 on the dot and was resigned to the fact that I'd have to wait a few more hours to meet Cindy. I wandered back to my room, and went to the phone to try her room one last time.
She picked up on the second ring.
We decided to meet in the lobby and hang in the Subway. She said she had a green dress.
"Are you Tyler?"
"Are you Cindy?"
We shake hands, "I'm probably the only 21 year old in the building."
So we sit and talk for a while. She bought some water and wanted to go check on its delivery, so we wandered down to the market. Along the way, she tested my knowledge of life over hear. It was nothing new to me, which pleased her (and me). We brought the water back, then went back to Subway to finish talking. She asked me about life, family, etc. I gave the shotgun story: what I want to do, my family, my travels, etc.
So now she's off to reunite with her husband. And I am one happy foreign traveler.
Looks like I'll be getting a cell phone during the internship too.
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