It's Too Much Traffic, I Can't Pass...

Meet Mohamed. He was our wonderful chauffeur from Heathrow to the FSU Study Centre. His smiling face was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen after flying, walking (and OMG blistering), and sweating my way through three airports and eight time zones. Mohamed was so warm and friendly. He had the best sense of humor, too. There were four passengers (Kristyn, Hilary, Brianna, and me) and, of course, I called shot gun. Well, Mohamed's chuckle when he saw me climb into the driver's seat had me laughing for the first time since I left Portland. I think the steering wheel should have been a give away that I was in the wrong seat!