This morning my mom drove me to the Salt Lake City airport, and I flew to Los Angeles, California, where I had a 2 hour layover. It wasn’t too bad, I was downloading music on my phone and a woman who was sitting by me asked me if I could help her do the same on hers. I showed her how to download the tracks and we started talking about our trips: she's from Pakistan and had flown out here for her daughter‘s wedding in Seattle, Washington. I told her kind of what I was doing, and she encouraged me to continue traveling while I'm young.
