Things that grind my gears.

Ok... apparently coming to Iraq is the easiest thing in the world. But ladies and gentlemen... getting out is a whole different ball game! For one reason or another, something or somebody has to add another obstacle. I was supossed to leave Iraq on August 1st, but due to whatever circumstances, I left reaaaaaalllly early on the 2nd... which is TODAY. I haven't slept in a while, waiting for flights and what not. No biggie. Sleep can wait. I get to Kuwait, and of course, my case is special because i'm not going to a city in the USA, I'm special because I want to go to Venezuela. Oh well, I'm cool with being special. The thing that really pisses me off, is that consulates dont work on Sundays, and apparently, we need a last word from them before they can work my full itinerary. So instead of leaving today... i'm stranded in Kuwait until we get word from the f#%$^ng consulate. Like I give a shit, I haven't had a clue what day of the week it is for 3 months now, because you know what? I work every day of the week.

So that ladies and gentlemen, is what grinds my gears. Anybody who's seen Family Guy will get the joke.

So yup, I get to chill in another place for (hopefully) not that long, and then, i'm on my way. Like Titi said, almost a direct flight to puerto ordaz. (it goes something like this: kuwait-germany-atlanta-miami-ccs-puerto ordaz) .

In the meantime, i'm going to try to find out if Rafa is still around. That would be pretty awesome, running into Rafa right now would make my day. Wish me luck.

Antonio