Whew what a day. I woke up at 4:30 AM with that still small voice in my head saying get up now…I’m going to need the extra time. My alarm wasn’t supposed to go off til 5:15 am and that 45 minutes sure seemed good, especially since I didn’t got to be til 1:00 AM anyways. So I laid there and argued with that voice in my head…is it God speaking to me…or is it my voice. Im convinced its God as he and I have conversations. You’d think I’d learn by now not to argue….but no…I laid in bed for an extra 10 minutes then I got up. Thinking 30 min. early should give me plenty of time. My father graciously offered to drop me off at the airport, return the rental car, and take a taxi back to the hotel in case I ran into any problems. I declined at first thinking myself wholly self sufficient…then I second guessed and Im so glad I did. We left the hotel at 5:30 am…but had to wait for the Valet to get the car about 10 minutes. Then we found the airport but had to gas up the rental car…we found a gas station but it was on the other side of the street. We got gas…then couldn’t find a place to make a U-turn. I think Arabs and the Middle East in general don’t believe in the right for a vehicle to make a left hand turn. Its almost impossible. So our little detour cost us 20 minutes..this when we were two minutes from the airport. So I check the baggage, and my father offers to wait while I check in, just in case. At this point its 6:45 a full one hour and twenty minutes before my flight leaves. I was bringing back some equipment from Dubai…namely a video mixer in a self-contained shipping box. It was 53 Kilograms. I just thought I’d have to pay an overweight fee. But no, the ticket agent wouldn’t let me check in. I begged and pleaded…but no way. The only thing I could do was take it to Air Cargo. So I brought all my stuff back to my father whom I was glad had waited. If I had returned the rental car by myself with all that baggage, I would have been in a world of hurt. So we quickly made it to cargo village. I found Emirates air…which also traveled to Bahrain. I checked it in, they weighed…then I had to go through customs and a bunch of other hurdles. Once I got finished paying….I got out of cargo at 7:45…my flight left in 20 minutes at 8:05. So we found the airport and I rushed out of the car…I said goodbye to my dad, gave him instructions to the rental car then ran inside hoping that I still had time to make it through the immense Dubai Intl. terminal to make my flight. I was through the security check and headed to the counter when my dad came in screaming…Rick…rick. Apparently I had the keys to the rental car in my pocket. I threw him the keys over the x-ray security machine said goodbye and ran to the counter. I got to the counter at 7:55 am…they wouldn’t let me check in because they close it 20 minutes prior to the flight departure. So essentially missed the flight by 10 minutes. Do you think I wanted that 10 minutes back that I argued with God early that morning? You bet. So I lost the ticket too. It wasn’t that big of a deal because the ticket was only $30 usd. So I didn’t panic. I looked around the airport and found another airline, Bahrain Air with a flight that left in 90 minutes. The ticket set me back about $100 bucks…but I was glad to find a flight. I was worried I might now make it back to m acting class. But now..I can still make it. I think it was a little lesson that I learned. Not hit the snooze button when God calls.
So I made to acting class and Im glad I was able to keep that commitment. The children and teens are harder to teach because they are smaller classes. I get much more enjoyment from the adults, because I feel like I can share more of my life experiences. There is more mutual pain to consider and share amongst the grown ups. I really feel like the class is growing not only in acting ability, but personally. That brings a great deal of fulfillment. After the class we all went out to dinner together…There were about 9 of us…or half the class. We are all starting to build very strong friendships and relationships together. That is a great feeling.
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