I wake up from sleeping a good three hours and found that I drooled all over myself. I quickly wipe that up and stretch real quick. I turn around and see both of my friends are still asleep and they looked funny with their mouths open and drooling.
The plane finally started to slow down and come down to earth as it reached the runway. I feel a slight bump as the tires hit the ground, and as we finally make it to Texas. My heart was racing a little bit because we were finally at our place we will call home for the next two months...San Antonio.
We finally got off the plane and headed to get our bags. Once we got our bags, we headed to the USO to chill until we got warmly greeted by our MTI. After three hours rolled by, our MTI greeted us with open arms by yelling at and demanding us to make four straight lines outside. This is where I knew my life would start to really turn around.
After we got in four lines, we were told to wait. After about two hours, two people passed out. I could feel the rush of my legs fixing to give in, so I decided to kneel down and try to get through that moment. Finally the bus came and we all boarded the bus. I got out my phone and text my friends and family telling them bye and love them one last time, then it was game time.
We headed to Lackland and there is where we in-processed and headed to our dorms that we would be living for the next two months. When we finally got our room, we were nicely told to put up our stuff, get in the shower, and get to bed, and had to do all that in thirty minutes. I felt like I was home finally. And for the people that don't know, that was sarcasm. Tomorrow started a new chapter in my life...military training was soon filling my life.
