My trip to North Carolina was quite an adventure, starting from the very beginning.

Upon arriving in Little Rock at 5:50am, Tom Tom and my wonderful sense of directions failed me miserably, and I realized I had no idea where the Little Rock airport was. Once I called (and woke up) my dad, I then realized I had no idea what airline I was flying. I took a guess, which ended up being wrong, but was right next to the gate I needed. I then realized I had forgotten to take note where I had parked my car, and let my phone charger in it. It was very early in the morning.

But, upon my arrival in Raleigh, it was nothing but good times! I reunited with my study abroad BFFs, learned how to west coast swing and shag dance, ate some good food, watched some good movies, saw my new apartment, and became acquainted with my new favorite beach: Wrightsville.

Plus, in regards to my flight from Raleigh to Cleveland (because Cleveland is on the way to Arkansas), I can honestly say I've never been on a flight with more children. If you want picture proof, ask the little girl in front of me who kept taking pictures of me when she thought I wasn't looking. Too bad they weren't all on the flight from Cleveland to Little Rock, because we got to see the firecrackers from River Fest from the plane. That's pretty cool way to end a cool weekend.