Stuck in the Airport for now....

OKay, this is funny and kind of not. I'm tired. I have just a few minutes of internet left, so I'll be brief. The first time I spent the night in an airport, I felt like Jason Bourne. This time, I just felt cold and uncomfortable. I finally made it to the other airport (yes, my flight took me to the wrong one). 120 km away from the one I was supposed to be picked up at. Now, I don't know who, when, or where to find my ride. Hehe. This is funny. They never told me. (I'm not frustrated, I'm not frustrated....). Actually, it isn't that bad. I nice young woman from the base is on her way to help sort things out and I'm doing fine. One great big problem has been slowly worked out one step at a time. Once again. So, here I am, in Germany. My new home. Thinking of you all. I'll write more later.