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So I'm stuck at an airport right now, and I feel like I've come full circle.  My music theory teacher would call this "circulatio" and then say "Guuuud!" (good with a very strange and unidentifiable accent).  I, however, would call this "a bummer".  Once you say goodbye to everyone and reluctantly drag yourself to the airport at 4 am, you kind of focus on just getting through the next few plane rides with determination.  First my flight to Amsterdam got delayed because of snow, but they boarded us anyway and said we would leave soon.  Then, they told us we would have to sit on the plane for 2.5 hours before we could go, so I said peace out, I'm going to sleep and hunkered down.  Unfortunately after a short nap the friendly captain man told us that Amsterdam was down to zero flights in and out of the airport, and the not-friendly bus people were coming back to take us to the gate.  Now I am sipping a latte and skyping my mother so she doesn't worry when I don't get to Chicago on time.  I only slept for like 2 hours last night/this morning/whatever time it is now, so I feel like a zombie.   Don't worry, America, I'll be back soon.  Just not on time and probably not on the same flight.  And a little crankier maybe.