8:31am. Monday May 13, 2013. The Denver International Airport is officially my second home. Good thing it's such a nice airport. I have been in many that are much larger, out of date, internet inaccessible, and just not as pretty as the Rocky Mountain rendition that is DIA. Belize City is only half a day's flight away. I am both thrilled and sad. I love going, I love flying, I love coming back home tanner than everyone else, who doesn't? But I miss Colorado terribly when I leave. Tears leak from my eyes when I say goodbye to my loyal shadow of a dog. My heart drops when I know it will be weeks before I see my loved ones again. But Belize awaits. Here's to a great adventure!
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