the arrival of the sarah

So, today was pretty much an uninteresting day, except for three things.
1) I am very definitely sick in some way, as confirmed by the four different kinds of throat soothers given to me by student health this morning.
2) I started NaNoWriMo, my story is going well, and I'm almost a full day's writing ahead of schedule.
and 3) I picked up Sarah from the airport tonight! Yay for friends from home!
Actually getting to the airport seemed like a big ordeal at the time, but looking back on it, it wasn't really that bad. I called a cab company to have a car meet me at the dorm, only to have the man on the other end inform me that he didn't know of any street by the name I was referring to. So that was really promising. The taxi did show up, though, and he took me to the airport for the very fair price of forty pounds. I lurked outside for a while, fending off the offers of taxi men to get me a car, and then I went inside to wait for Sarah. We'd talked on the phone a bit while I was still in the taxi, so I could give her the address of the dorm to write down on her visa, but other than that, we didn't really know where we'd be meeting up. (Sidenote: I also didn't know what terminal to direct the taxi to, and had to frantically call my friend Emily for help. Turns out it was terminal 3, which is directly adjacent to terminals 1 and 2. So I don't think it really would have mattered.)
Eventually, Sarah came out into the arrival lounge, and we found each other (and I got my hug) and then we went outside to bargain for a taxi. In the end, we paid 60 pounds to get back, although we had to share the taxi with another passenger (he sat in the front, though, so that was okay). Now we're back in the dorms, all settled in for the night. Tomorrow, if everything works out, we'll head to the pyramids, because what's a trip to Egypt without pyramids?
NaNo word count: 2768