5:15 in the morning and the alarm clock goes off. i did not sleep much last night since i left the office at eight and stared packing my stuff at aroound nine. but it's okey now. i made it to the bus station and i made it to the airport. in time. meeting all the other four on the team. first flying to copenhagen (most probably the most beautiful airport i've seen so far - scandianavian design at its best), then to washington d.c. - u.s. soil for the first time in my life. it does not feel too special and it does not feel too different. we run for our connecting flight and we manage. the flight is about three hours and i watch the movie "the sentinel" for the second time in one day - even though in spanish this time. we get greeted by a welcoming committee at the denver airport - four people from the rotary, holding the czech and slovak national flags. they look nice. we miss four pieces of our luggage (that's my first time ever, it must have come), they'll arrive at the later flight. let's go to hotel. the hotel is full, we need to go into the one on the other side of the street - the one that looks (and surely is) much more expensive. not bad. we say g'nite to our coorado guide of teh first couple of days and the first day is over. my first american day is over. it did not feel any different from europe. no idea what i was expecting. well, you do not get that much surprised after a 32 hours day in fact. it's time to start fighting the jet lag. i wake up about 6 times at night. it's okey anyway, i like it.