The First Day
I’m here, I’m finally here!!!
After my first time flying solo, I arrived in the tiny Puerto Plata airport, waited what felt like forever for my pack, and ran to meet Jake! It has been FOUR WHOLE MONTHS since we’d seen each other and how do I show my excitement?
A head wound, of course.
No, this wasn’t on purpose, we were playing in the waves and my elbow got a little carried away.
Yes, my first thought was OMG SHARKS!
We actually went grocery shopping in between the wound and the stitches, but decided that looking like a UFC fighter wasn’t worth the greater possibility of infection from just slapping a bandaid on it.
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