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My trip home was ..... interesting. I detest flying and airports. So here's a quick rundown of all the fun things that happened:
- Friday morning, I wake up with a sore throat - uh oh.
- I got to DCA at 5:30 for my 7 am flight. My itinerary said I was flying Continental. So I go to the Continental kiosk to check in. It's Spring Break, the line was sooo long. I finally get up there to find out that I'm only sort of flying Continental. It's a Continental flight but a Northwest plane. So I have to haul ass over to Terminal A which is a 10 minute walk and check in there. By this time, it's 6 am and there's a line to check in there and my flight boards at 6:26am. By the time I get my ticket, the lady says that I'll be lucky if I catch my flight. The security line is about 50 yards long. Yay.... I manage to get through just as the last people are boarding the plane. I have an exit row seat which was so nice with all the leg room.
- Flight from Memphis to BR puts me next to a 6 year old girl who feels the need to talk to me the whole time in a whisper. This on top of the fact the the engine is right outside the window and drowns out everything she says. I feign sleep. While taxiing for takeoff, a rather large man decides to get up and refuses to sit down when the petite stewardess tells him too. This goes on until she threatens to call the captain, have him return to the gate, and have security take the man off the plane. She makes him sit behind me, hands him something, and tells him to take it. Then as we're actually taking off, his phone rings. The stewardess lit into him.
- Friday was spent with my sister. We had a ton of fun together including some rather interesting pictures taken at the photo booth in the mall. They're on my wall at work. I bought the cutest clothes for my nephew. Then I go home and have yummy crawfish. I get home and hang out with the parentals. My throat is much worse now and I make myself some tea.
- Saturday, went to Lowe's and played golf with my dad and bro. I'm starting to feel really bad and am now coughing. By the end of the day, my throat is scratchy and I feel like crap.
- Sunday, I feel so bad that we finally get some meds for me to take. I catch my flight and am worried when they put my luggage on the conveyor belt and it isn't going anywhere. Phone calls to both parents tell me that's fine and it'll be in DC when I get there. Arrive in DC at 1am. Luggage isn't there. The lady at the Continental desk tells me that that there isn't record of it in the system. So I go home and have no toiletries. Can't sleep at all because of all the coughing.
- This morning, I go to Rite Aid looking like crap because I don't even have a hairbrush. I buy my hairbrush, toothpaste, facewash, and cold medicine. Get back and get a phone call saying that they have my luggage and maybe they can drop it off before 3 today.
Next time I fly, it's going to be direct and I'm just packing everything in a carry on. I'll buy all the liquids when I get to BR.
Oh, and it looks like I'll be moving here permanently. I haven't decided for sure yet but that's how it's looking.
- Friday morning, I wake up with a sore throat - uh oh.
- I got to DCA at 5:30 for my 7 am flight. My itinerary said I was flying Continental. So I go to the Continental kiosk to check in. It's Spring Break, the line was sooo long. I finally get up there to find out that I'm only sort of flying Continental. It's a Continental flight but a Northwest plane. So I have to haul ass over to Terminal A which is a 10 minute walk and check in there. By this time, it's 6 am and there's a line to check in there and my flight boards at 6:26am. By the time I get my ticket, the lady says that I'll be lucky if I catch my flight. The security line is about 50 yards long. Yay.... I manage to get through just as the last people are boarding the plane. I have an exit row seat which was so nice with all the leg room.
- Flight from Memphis to BR puts me next to a 6 year old girl who feels the need to talk to me the whole time in a whisper. This on top of the fact the the engine is right outside the window and drowns out everything she says. I feign sleep. While taxiing for takeoff, a rather large man decides to get up and refuses to sit down when the petite stewardess tells him too. This goes on until she threatens to call the captain, have him return to the gate, and have security take the man off the plane. She makes him sit behind me, hands him something, and tells him to take it. Then as we're actually taking off, his phone rings. The stewardess lit into him.
- Friday was spent with my sister. We had a ton of fun together including some rather interesting pictures taken at the photo booth in the mall. They're on my wall at work. I bought the cutest clothes for my nephew. Then I go home and have yummy crawfish. I get home and hang out with the parentals. My throat is much worse now and I make myself some tea.
- Saturday, went to Lowe's and played golf with my dad and bro. I'm starting to feel really bad and am now coughing. By the end of the day, my throat is scratchy and I feel like crap.
- Sunday, I feel so bad that we finally get some meds for me to take. I catch my flight and am worried when they put my luggage on the conveyor belt and it isn't going anywhere. Phone calls to both parents tell me that's fine and it'll be in DC when I get there. Arrive in DC at 1am. Luggage isn't there. The lady at the Continental desk tells me that that there isn't record of it in the system. So I go home and have no toiletries. Can't sleep at all because of all the coughing.
- This morning, I go to Rite Aid looking like crap because I don't even have a hairbrush. I buy my hairbrush, toothpaste, facewash, and cold medicine. Get back and get a phone call saying that they have my luggage and maybe they can drop it off before 3 today.
Next time I fly, it's going to be direct and I'm just packing everything in a carry on. I'll buy all the liquids when I get to BR.
Oh, and it looks like I'll be moving here permanently. I haven't decided for sure yet but that's how it's looking.