Maybe the next one...

After being five days in America, there is a lot to say. But first things first.

I had to take the train at 12:45 p.m. from Hamburg to Frankfurt Airport. Sleeping was almost impossible, I totally forgot how uncomfortable those train seats are. The flight from Frankfurt to Dallas took us 11 1/2 hours and those seemed endless. I watched two movies, several series and played some games but it seemed like we will never arrive. That may be because of my fear of flying. I thought I will get a heard attack every time there were turbulence. Besides the airplane was much smaller than expected so it was very cramped.

(FISTU-Group at the Frankfurt Airport)

Arriving in Dallas there were only two hours left, till we had to take the flight to San Antonio. It my sound like there was enough time but it definitely wasn't! Going through the Security Check, we were separated into two groups. Some could go immediately to the baggage while others had to go through another Security Check. I was in the second group. Maria and I agreed, that we will wait for each other because we felt very lost at this big airport. Going through the second Security Check and searching for our baggage did not cost us much time so we were sure, that we will get the plane. It took us 25 minutes till we got through the customs duty and after we gave our baggage for the flight to San Antonio Maria suddenly realized that she forgot her mobile phone in the outside pocked of her suitcase. She was totally shocked, run through the cordon and tried to grab her luggage. The lady who worked there run after Maria and screamed "Miss! Stop, please!". She explained that it was already too late to take the suitcase back. Maria was very shocked and sad, what I totally understood. She was afraid that someone would recognize that the outside pocked was not locked and might try to steal her mobile phone. So we run through the airport and tried to go as fast as possible to our airplane. We realized that the boarding-time was over, 2 minutes bevor we arrived.

A man who worked there saw that we were very frustrated and had sympathy for us. He tried to book us a two seats for the next flight to San Antonio. After this we had a little bit hope and start trying to see the best in the situation. Which worked pretty well. We found out that besides us there were two others from our group who missed the flight too. As it is said "A problem shared is a problem halved".

"Maybe the next one..." was the sentence we said three times to each other because the plains to San Antonio were always full and we could not take it as it was planed. We almost lost our hope, were super tired and hungry when we suddenly heard our names called for finally taking the plain. It was really a long and hard way to the Trinity University. And this is why we were even more happier, when we finally arrived.
My first impression is that everyone on campus and even at the airport is super polite, friendly and helpful. There are so many buildings and the campus is so large that I can not even image how to remember where I have my classes.
Missing my flight showed me that I should always try to be calm because there are always friendly people who will help me out of difficult situation and there is in general no situation I could not handle. This is probably one of the best starts I could have had on this journey.