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My alarm went off at 4:20 then my mom knocked on my door. Typical Lulu.

I showed her that I was going to wear the Saint Benedict necklace she gave me 5 years ago before my last Solo Yolo. She was thrilled. And the Bad Batch necklace from Sestra. And I decided to use the bag dad gave me to put my big backpack in. I knew it would make him happy that I needed him for something.

We left the house and Cyndi Lauper was blasting. Not my top choice for 5AM but if that’s what dad needs to stay alert while driving, I can suffer through it.

Dad’s 72. At what point do we tell him he can’t drive anymore :(

I get a Bluestone Lane spinach smoothie because I have a feeling this could be one of the last healthy choices I’ll be able to make for a while.

There’s this horrible child in front of me. Let’s her stuffed animal on the floor. And when she puts her shoes on she pushes off the seat in front of her. She’s just lucky no one was sitting there but I’m sure she would’ve done it regardless. Gonna grow up to be a fucking Karen.

It’s my first time at ATL airport and I already don’t like it. I end up at McDonald’s and then Chick-fil-a and find out I’ll have two seats to myself for the r 9 hour flight to Santiago!

But I have an 8 hour layover and I’m exhausted. I cba to work on my Spanish or pick a new book. So instead, let’s make a list of all the places we’re gonna go next year.

And I look at the list and realize how lucky I am that I have these choices. And then I wonder how I’ll ever buy a house or afford a kid or retirement

But I post the list on instagram so Kay can see I’m a cool girl. And I post a silly picture after so I remain a fun and relatable follow

I put on Harry Potter and have a relatively restful if not sleepful flight. Except for all the bitches coughing and blowing their nose without masks!!!

I open the window before we land and can see Orion’s Belt and Jupiter and Mars!!! And that’s already in the capital!

At the airport, I’m greeted by nice LATAM staff who explain how to do my transfer then I realize I should’ve ran for the passport control line. I end up behind a man who starts talking to me so I take out my AirPods and it ends me being such a lovely conversation. From Cleveland but the “green evil” took him to Asheville Georgia where he raised his kids. And he travels all over! Amazing for an old white guy flying from Atlanta…