Mcchord AFB: The First Leg

Well, avid readers, the journey has officially begun! Actually I'm sitting on the public computer in the flight terminal at McChord Air Force Base, approximately 10 miles away from my house. However, it's exciting BECAUSE I'm waiting for a flight that, all fingers crossed, looks like is going to actually take me somewhere! Late last night they told us the Dover flight we were intending to take had been moved to about 11:30 am. We called this morning to make sure that was still true. We arrived an hour early, where we were promptly told that the flight was now cancelled, but the other flight we had initially planned on taking at 14:40 (2:40pm for normal people) was now back on. So I'm waiting here until that time. But there are 50 available seats and plenty of people here waiting, so it seems as though this will actually work out. The flight is supposed to take 5+ hours, plus the 3 hour time difference so it should be after 10pm when we get there. Hopefully we can squeeze onto a latenight/early early morning flight to Rammstein, Germany, to which there seem to be flights fairly frequently. It's just me, my little leather samsonite carry-on, a small suitcase and a guitar setting out for three and a half months abroad. Oh. And my dad. I'm glad he's here...but it sure makes this setting out on my own thing a lot more...sissy. Although the lack of information as to where we may end up and how we are getting to Macerata is adventure enough I suppose. Hopefully next time you hear from me I will be a world-traveler in Europe! If not...I will be a bored traveler in Delaware.
Cheers and Ciao,
Kaylie