Day 18

So after being half woken up to Sarah's roommate's four course meal cooking for breakfast, I fell back asleep until 10.  My train left at 1135 and I didn't really know where to go, so I wanted to leave early.  I packed up all my disgustingly smelly clothes, in my red backpack, packed my computer, phone, toiletries, a few leftover pop tarts, and I was on my way to the subway.  I walked and found my way to the 3 subway, and stayed on for a good 10 minutes.  I found my way to Penn Station, and got my train ticket, and sat down at a little cafe place.  I had about 45 minutes to kill because I wanted to be extra early.  I got a chocolate donut, and a sprinkles donut, and a small hot chocolate.  Classic case of great breakfast meal.  AFter that I went and sat down on the floor of the Penn Station and waited for my gate number to come up by my train number.  Its pretty funny how people sit around and watch the train board, for hours even when they know their gate number won't come up until 5 minutes before they board.  Its as if they were all watching some mass hysteria on TV, their eyes glued to the screen like they were robots.  And then finally the gate number pops up, and everyone makes a dash for their gate.  Its madness, complete madness.  Its almost like a flashmob.  So I got on my train, and what I was planning to do was take the train from Penn Station to BWI, and get in at 227.  From there I was going to get to the BWI Airport by shuttle and take a bus to Frederick at 305.  Turns out, our train was delayed 45 minutes, so I ended up getting in at 312.  But, also just a small incident.  Right before BWI there is a stop at Baltimore, and for a split second I thought this might be BWI and I asked my seat neighbor and they didn't know whether or not this was BWI.  So for a few seconds I was considering taking my belongings and getting out, but then the doors started to close, so I basically accepted that I had completely gone off track.  Then the man in front of me said BWI is the next stop.  Oh my goodness, thank you.  Wow, the amount of pleasure those few words brought was unsurmountable.  They really were like music to my ears.  So I got off at BWI train station with no hope, and no way of getting home.  I decided to take the shuttle to the Airport because that was an easier place to get picked up, and maybe there would be an information booth to ask if there as another way to get back.  I got off the shuttle and went to information, and it turns out there was a shuttle!  The only problem was that the next time the bus was shuttling was in an hour and a half.  Kent offered to pick me up, but there was no way I could inconvenience them anymore.  They have done way too much for me.  So I searched for the nearest cafe, and bought a smoothie and some sort of meat sandwich? Lets just say it wasn't the best thing I ate all weekend.  I sat a table by myself and commenced writing my other blog.  As I was writing I saw a Black Man, who looked like he could've been a drug addict at some point in his life, and some sort of gangster, joking around with his mother in the cafe and it made me laugh/ and happy.  And then before I knew it he was going up to a random girl saying Dayyum girl , how you doin? After a few seconds of silence he proceeded to say Das why I love it hurt in Baltimor Baby.  Absolutely classic.  And then as he was leaving the cafe with his mother he bumped into an old man, and immediately said Oh I am so sorry sir, are you alright?  As if his previous tongue had just been an act.  I thought this guy was hilarious.  Not anywhere near your typical gangster.  Just having a good time, and knew his manners.  Anyways, so after being delayed some more with the shuttle I finally got to Kent's car in Frederick around 610.  And at last I was back on the farm.  What a vast transition between New York City and Emmitsburg, haha basically 100% opposite.  But I love it.  It was nice to be back to open fields, and vegetables.  After some socializing in the kitchen I had found out that some of the newborn baby pigs had been squished by their mother, because she has a limp and falls over constantly.  Dan among burying some of the dead ones, did mouth to mouth resuscitation and saved one.  What the hell?  So basically, Will told me that I should be ready for tomorrow... Oh boy.  Well I'll just brace myself.  It's all for the experience...I think.  Nighty.