Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Take some Pictures!

It's a small dent in all the things I want to do to remember my Spring Break, but if anyone else is interested - my first day of travel and arrival in the UK is up as an album on Facebook here.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Life Well Lived, my Spring Break

It's a cold and rainy day at the Philadelphia International airport in Pennsylvania today - but this cannot detract from the joy and excitement of my travels this past week. I could have never imagined the incredible things I experienced, and it is hard to fathom that I may ever have a more eventful and blessed spring-break or vacation.

From beginning to end I have been continually surprised by the blessings the Lord showered upon me. And as I sit in the airport terminal, waiting yet again to get on an oversold flight home, I take great solace and encouragement as I have not missed a single important connection yet while under extraordinary circumstances.

When I set out on this trip, I quickly realized that I had to document the memories and experiences for reflection later. But I soon realized in similar fashion that there just weren't enough words to effectively communicate my experiences. I'm still trying to write it all down; but I'm not sure if my original plan to Blog my adventures is realistic - at all.

There are plenty of stories to tell, and it's hard to weed out the 'best ones' but I really want to share some of what happened with my friends over the internet - first things first, I have to actually write it down.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Spring Break EU - Day 1, Travel

Spring Break! I've never thought I would do anything exciting on spring break; the most exhilarating spring break experience I've ever had was somewhere between a week at home relaxing and visiting a friend in Canada for a few days. But this spring break is completely different, and for the first time I've decided to go full throttle.

I know, and have already accepted that I won't be able to effectively communicate the feelings and experiences i'm having, but I think there is some value to writing a narrative. I've previously traveled Europe with my family when I wrote a journal of sorts - but it just got lost and no one else ever got a chance to read it; I want to share these experiences and not forget them.

This Spring Break, I'm going to try and write it all down.

Disclaimer: These posts are really more for myself so I can keep a good record - but open to anyone who may care.

March 15th, 2010
Part I, Charlotte, NC (CLT) to Philadelphia, PA (PHL)
Part II, Philadelphia, PA (PHL) to Manchester, UK (MAN)


Day I, Part I, Charlotte, NC (CLT) to Philadelphia, PA (PHL)
Both of my parents work for Us-Airways, my father is retired now, he was a Captain on the Airbus A321 series and my mother currently works as an USAirways Express gate-agent. The wonderful thing about having family in the airlines is free airfare - the catch is that there must be an available seat.

When I first checked the availability of CLT-PHL flights, there were approximately 6 seats on the 2:30 flight, and 22 seats on the 5:45 flight,12 other non-revenue passengers like myself standing by. I ended up going to the airport with my Mother who was going to work, which meant I was at the airport over 4-hours early at around 1:30. The plan was to meet up with my friends Justin and David, colleagues of mine at BestBuy. They too were going to be at the airport early; so I purchased Envoy upgrades at the employee travel office and headed into the terminal to meet them.

I sat down near B/A terminal in front of the Chili's and waited; I knew the flights were wide open so I had decided not to attempt to get on the 2:30 flight which had less seats available. But just to be sure, I pulled out my laptop and logged in to check the flights. To my horror, I saw that every flight that day was sold out with more than 20 non-revenue people standing by for each flight! I checked my watch, 2:17, so I threw my laptop back into my back back and rushed to C18, where the 2:30 flight was set to depart.

Out of breath, I approached the gate agent and said with some amount of sarcasm "I know you don't want to hear this, but I'm flying non-rev and really would like to try to get on this flight." Her face said everything, "There are over 20 people on my standby list" she said, "Can I just get on the list and try?" I replied.
"I Don't think it will do you any good"
"I know" I said with some level of concern and disappointment "But I have to try."

A few minutes later, passengers had finished boarding and she began making final calls as well as calling a few standbys. I honestly don't know how or why - but after calling merely 8-9 standby passengers, she called my name. I couldn't believe it! When I went to the counter she told me plainly "We think there is one seat left, go down the jet-way and if you find one on the plane - it's yours." I was so amazed and tried to think optimistically. But no matter the circumstances, I ran down the jet-way and left my baggage with the ramp agent since the full flight would have no room for carry-ons. I was able to talk to the flight attendant, and located the last seat on the plane.


Day I, Part II, Philadelphia, PA (PHL) to Manchester, UK (MAN)
Ecstatic and thankful, I arrived in Philadelphia at around 3:45PM. My flight to Manchester was not set to depart until about 8:45PM; which turned out to be a great blessing. I had to check my bag plane-side in Charlotte since it was a full-flight with no room for carry-ons, the problem was when flying main-line there is no plane-side retrieval for checked baggage. If you have ever been to the Philadelphia international terminal, you might recall it is over half a mile long. I happended to arrive at A24, which is at the very tip of A and right next door to A25 where the Manchester flight was set to depart. In order to retrieve my baggage however, I had to walk to B terminal, exit the boarding area to baggage claim, and re-enter security afterwards. This little excursion alone took almost an hour, but I did run into Mario Noviello from Winthrop with his father in the Concourse.

After retrieving my baggage, I sat for a bit with Mario and his Father, then got dinner before returning to the terminal to setup on the Wireless internet and sort through the 48 notifications I had on facebook. To my frustration, the "USairwaysFreeWirless" network did NOT work; 80 minutes, 2 visits to the information desk and 3 trips down the concourse later and I was never able to get on any of the multiple wireless networks in the airport. I was told at the information desk that the internet was down all over the airport. AT&T. WHY!

Defeated, I returned to gate A25 for the fourth time and prepared to wait for my flight. As I sat down, I saw three passengers leaving the gate area and one young lady coming down the jet-way said "has the Manchester flight moved gates?" well apparently it had, and I had absolutely no idea. I actually ended up talking to this young lady both in the Airport on the plane and in Manchester making sure I thanked her for speaking up about the change in gates - I don't know what would have happened had I not heard her. Unfortunately, the new gate (A8) was on a completely different section of A concourse, meaning I had to make the trek down the concourse for a fifth time to get to the new "leg" of the terminal.

Somehow, even though I had purchased an Envoy upgrade the Agent upgraded me to First Class! Out of the 254 seats on an Airbus A330, there are 6 First class seats, somehow I was given one - incredible!

I sat next to a gentleman named Barry who was a native Brit returning home; to my surprise, he asked me if I was returning home as well and explained that he thought I had a genuine English accent! I was a bit embarrassed, because by instinct I had begun mimicking his accent - this was not the last time my 'instinct' got me in trouble. We sipped champagne, and enjoyed a three course meal as some of the highlights. 6 hours and 45 minutes later, we landed in Manchester.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Winthrop Burned

Winthrop was on fire today, well not the entire campus - just one building, er, roof. The recently constructed Owens Hall (2001) a $6.5 Million building had a fire breakout in the attic area severely damaging the roof and, according to Dr. DiGiorgio, the floors below. The actual damage from the fire may have been minimal, however the water damage from containing it could be much more extensive.

It's too bad one of the new(er) buildings had to take the hit, we couldn't get a break by jump starting the renovation projects on something like Thurmond or even Tillman. Hopefully our insurance will take care of everything financially - I don't feel like waiting another three-years for the student center to finish.

In other non life-threatening news, there was also a sidewalk chalking competition for student groups and clubs on campus today, although it didn't get as much attention. Check out the pictures of all the above events on my facebook.

For anyone who may not be on Facebook (T.J!) here is a public link to the album Because I love you.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Ventilation

Where do you vent? More complicated than respiration, more important than air-conditioning. All people need a place to vent; a place to put off all of the things we are unable to deal with in our lives. We need a place where the good the bad and the ugly can be stored and sifted through until, we hope, mostly the good remains.

But if you're anything like me, and I use the word you loosely, you have trouble venting. This post may not be very long, but I hope it communicates something useful. Recently, I have found it increasingly difficult to vent. The people and places I once relied on or expected to be used for such a cause have not delivered as I had expected. This seems to be a recurring theme in life, one that I thought I had already learned. The problem is, I forgot.

Where do you vent? Where do you go? The right answer might be obvious, but the right answer probably isn't the same. I know where I should vent, but it seems to have become the last place I ever go. The feeling I get when I am left unsatisfied by an attempt to vent reminds me of James 4:2
You lust and do not have. You murder and covet and cannot obtain. You fight and war. Yet [fn] you do not have because you do not ask.
 It is a loosing battle to try and let go of your deepest pains to someone or something as damaged as your are - that is certainly not to say that it is un-fruitful; some of the strongest relationships are born amidst sharing our troubles. No what I mean is that to share with another alone is an incomplete solution to a completely messed up problem - your (my) heart.

Remember the complete solution, just six verses away, James 4:8
Draw near to God and He will draw near to you. 
As a parting thought, it is very important that community is built among the hurting, and I'll always be willing to listen as are many of your closest friends. But I promise you, no one can heal and deliver like your heavenly father.