La Isla Del Encanto-Personal Narrative

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La Isla Del Encanto I wake up at six in the morning barely having slept the night before because of this big day. All possible scenarios played out in my head; good ones and bad ones like driving to the airport an hour or two earlier so I would find parking and avoid traffic on the highways or something as bad as locking the keys inside of the car right before checking into the airport to board my luggage. I stayed in bed an extra five minutes contemplating these ideas with groggy eyes but soon I would be in the shower, wide awake. After getting dressed, I checked the list I made the previous night to make sure I had not forgotten anything for the trip. The ride to the Boston Logan Airport was long and thoughtful. Looking at myself from the

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