on the way

From there I flew to Santiago, Chile on a huge jet. I sat by a guy who was from Santiago and we talked almost the whole way to Chile (which was a 9 hour flight yikes!) He helped me practice my Spanish, told me things to try, and I even got a chance to talk to him about God. When we were flying over the Caribbean, we flew through a thunderstorm and the lightning was right outside; it was sweet. I got to see the sun come up over the Andes as we were flying over them that morning. It was so pretty. Then when we got off in Chile, the guy I was sitting by made sure I got to my gate alright and stuff; I’m pretty sure God sent him because I was worried about getting to the right place on time haha. On my flight from Santiago to Cordoba I sat in between two really old guys who smelled like IcyHot and strawberry cigars.