I love the last day of school before I get to head home.

I don’t know, there’s just something exciting about the process of getting myself from one place to another — I like transportation, and the knowledge that I’m an independent adult now who can travel by herself.

I’m not so much a fan of travel when I’m leaving home, but going home? I don’t know if there’s a better feeling in the world.

So after my long Wednesday, October 10, I only had to make it through October 11 and then October 12 until the first half of Fall Semester 2018 was finally over. My Thursday-Friday schedule is usually a little calmer than my Monday-Tuesday-Wednesday schedule, so it wasn’t so bad surviving through the end of the week.

By 12:30 on Friday afternoon, I was home free. All that was left to do was pack my bags, get in the car, and drift off into oblivion until I made it to the airport.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t so simple as that. I found a girl who was driving to Midway Airport at 4:30 in the afternoon, which should have given me plenty of time to get from Notre Dame to Chicago in time for my flight. What we didn’t account for, though, was that traffic would be bad with all of the students trying to leave at once (plus tourists coming in for a home game). By the time we actually left campus, it was more like 5:30.

Furthermore, we didn’t account for how difficult it would be to find parking once we got to the airport. It wasn’t my car, so it wasn’t really my problem to navigate, but the girl who drove and her friend in the passenger seat sure had a hard time finding where their parking reservation was. It also ended up costing them like $80 to park for the week. Poor kids.

They were also running super late for their flight. It departed at 8:00pm, and we didn’t even make it to the parking lot until 7:30. Thankfully, we had the world’s coolest airport shuttle driver ever. This man drove over a line of cones and sped the whole way to get them to their terminal on time.

Me, though? I still had plenty of time. My flight didn’t leave until 9:30 in the evening, so I was still there an hour and a half early. It wasn’t exactly the most relaxing trip to the airport ever, but I still made it on time.

Even with all of the setbacks, I can’t say I disliked my travel home. It was still travel home, and the destination was what was important. And in the end, I made it home.

That’s about it for today. Thanks for reading, and I’ll see you in the next one with more updates on my life at home at Notre Dame. Don’t forget to check me out on Pinterest, Instagram, Facebook, Bloglovin, Twitter, and Tumblr! For business inquiries, shoot me an email at lensembledujour@gmail.com!

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