Week two for me was like trying to catch a flight. Have you ever been in this situation? One time I had a layover in San Francisco, CA on my way to LA. This was my first time on a plane and my first time on the west coast. I landed at SF and being young I did exactly what the airport worker told me to do. I was escorted to my next gate where I was to wait for my next flight. My layover was for an hour and being that It was my first time I did not leave the gate for any reason. I did not even chance going to the bathroom because I did not want to miss my flight. The wait was long, waits always seem longer when you don’t know where you are going or you have never been to the destination. I was relieved when it was time to board. So I wait for my turn to board as I wonder how could there be anymore room on the plane. I hand my ticket over to the flight attendant and did my best to balance all of my stuff with out dropping anything when she tells me that this is not my plane. She explains that my plane gate had moved and my new gate was on the other side of he airport. I remember thinking to myself that I sat in a chair and watch that gate the whole time and it had not moved! I thought this but did not say. She then give me that poor kid look( you know the one, when they tilt their head to one side and slightly stick out their bottom lip) She than check the computer again and tells me that they have started to board the plane. Long story short I rushed and made the plane. However, even after the plane was in the air I had the feeling of being left behind. Till this day I avoid SF airport at all cost. So in week 2 I am doing my part but I still feel like I am being left behind.