I wasn’t going to bring my Nicaragua hat
Because I felt like it was a tourist item and I didn’t want to be mistaken for a tourist. Then I thought about my feelings on people wearing Yankee hats in Oakland and now I’m nervous for people thinking I’m Nicaraguense and can’t speak Spanish!
I had some wild coincidences just before I took off
At dinner with a friend: (1) another friend’s wife turned out to be the random student I interviewed about her dual degree program at Cal and; (2) the same friend has just attended a workshop or conference with the director of Soccer without Borders in Granada. What!? So guess who I will be tracking down first thing...
No sleep last night - everything finally hit me
No sleep on the plane - neck pillows don’t really work, do they?
Cubano Sandwich in Miami airport - I had to but eh...
Definitely recommend always asking for seat changes at the gate - went from the bottom to the top!