The morning started in Garden Grove but through the course of various painful airplanes and airports I would eventually arrive to my destination of Iowa. Starting in the morning at 6AM, my brother and his wife took me to John Wayne airport where I would eventually board to arrive in Denver, Colorado at 11:55AM for a layover. The stewardess failed in providing me requested orange juice but instead gave me water, which allowed me to play the sympathy card. Looking as sad as I could, the old lady sitting next to me smiled and requested orange juice for me so I could get my just desserts. In the course of the three hour break in Denver I would eat some McDonald’s, play some Sims, and just chill in the airport. I also snapped a picture to remember the painful day I was in the airport for so many hours (which I will repeat again on January 4th). Eventually, I would get back on the plane at 2:30PM to arrive in Omaha at 4:55 PM. Eventually a pickup was in order, but was prematurely delayed by a girl who needed to find her missing luggage (she ended up not doing so). We subsequently went to KMart to get snacks, gased up (where + gas was cheaper than regular [because it was ethanol]), and took 4 hours to eventually arrive at our top secret camp site. I ended the night talking to some people at a bonfire and then hanging out in the lodge using all the Internet I could get. No further specifics will be provided till the Iowa Caucuses are over in an effort to protect and secure Ron Paul’s campaign.