Welcome to Williamsport!
Itâ€™s been a bit of a mission! 🙂
I had a very interesting flight â€“ I sat next to a woman who is a registered dietician and works for a regional grocery store chain. I peeked at her laptop and saw she was prepping for a presentation on social media and food blogs! Total coincidence.
After we landed in Harrisburg, I went over to the rental car booth and got talked into upgrading to this sweet ride.
Then, I literally traveled over the mountains and through the woods to Williamsport. I lived in Pennsylvania for 5 years and kind of miss it. Itâ€™s so scenic. The two hour drive FLEW by.
While I drove, I ate lunch. I packed a PB sammie and a banana because I knew from experience that my healthy and vegetarian food options would be limited on rural highway.
I pulled up to my hotel and was extremely disappointed to realize I BOOKED THE WRONG NIGHT. Yes, I booked the room for Monday! Not only that, but apparently Williamsport is bumpinâ€™ right now due to oil speculations, and every room in FOUR hotels was sold out!
The very awesome luxury suite â€“ also a smoking room. Now Iâ€™m out $260 instead of $100; however, I had to just laugh. I literally laughed until I cried at the check-in desk. Worse things can happen, right? At least I found a room! What would I have done tonight otherwise?!
Squeezed in a quick gym sesh:
I did 31 minutes on the treadmill â€“ about 2.5 miles. I walked/ran because I was practicing my presentation at the same time.
Iâ€™m going to go rummage up a snack and catch some ZZZâ€™s before I have to be on campus!
Whatâ€™s the craziest thing thatâ€™s happened to you while traveling? When I was in Barcelona, Spain with my BFF Sarah, I began to projectile vomit on the airplane to Paris, and by the time we landed, I was fainting and losing consciousness. I got rushed to an emergency room in the airport, woke up to a French nurse jamming an IV in my arm, and we both missed our flight. We were 20 years old and FREAKING OUT. Our only hotel option was a $400 room in the Paris airport. It was DELUXE. Best part: I didnâ€™t owe a dime in medical costs because France has socialized medicine! Wahoo! Thank you, France.