"We're glued to the seats you idiot!"
Day One: Traveling
In fear that the airport would be crowded, and I would be late for the plane, mum and I left the house at 8:30am. We ran over a metal laadder. We arrived around 9:10ish am. We continue to think the smallness of the airport will not prevail in having any space in it. We go to elevator, mum picks one that is going up, and not down, which, is in fact the way in which we want to travel. She continues to show her lack of being interesting for the moment with a comment of humdrum things. We approach the Continental Airlines, and it is deserted. With credit card, ID, bag, flight information and mum in hand, we proceed to get the boarding pass. This is followed by the asking if one wants to get breakfast, then followed by the asking of if one is just tired or what, then followed by the annoyance of the one being asked these questions. Soon (but much later) I approach the security and gate with caution before running to the nearest Starbucks to regain my strength. Followed by people watching and being another hour earlier for the flight.
Soon the flight number is called and open to be boarded. I file out the door to the plane and upon entering, I see a startling sight. The stewardess. Details are too gruesome to describe. Nevertheless, I try to navigate myself to my seat and find that if I stand up straight without bending my neck, I will scrap the ceiling of the plane with my scalp. The sardine case was soon full and we were on our way with neck cramps and all.
We arrived only a few minutes early to Houston. Meanwhile I am trying to fingure out in my mind if I have to take a certain train down to the next terminal and if I will be able to find my way. ::Suggestion:: If there is a detour looking sign in an airport, do not, I repeat DO NOT take it. You may find yourself staring at a wall::
Upon arriving at the gate, I realize the man sitting in front of me looks like Hilliker. I quickly move. The Packers and Vikings game began and I found enjoyment at watching the Vikings show no mercy. Sadly, later I found out the Packers won.
We arrived San Diego at about 3:15pm, almost 40 minutes early. I go down the stairs to baggage claim, and no father. I get my bag and wait a moment, still no father. I call his cell phone, find out he's "5 minutes" away from the baggage claim...still no father. I go outside and wait....and wait....and wait....about 4 o'clock...I see father.
Still not Queen of the Universe
Day Two: CHRIST-mas
Started the day off with religious talk and opening gifts. Got a shirt that looks like a white ferret is attached to it..*cringes* Not as cold as had thought. Uncle and Pauline's friends arrived after cooking for several hours. Friend's brought 1 year old child wishing to "carve" himself. Got sick after, and became a Hermit. Began to read Wicked on the couch followed by the annoyance of father's video game and discussion time with guest about computers and business. Much boredom and frustration to add here. Later, headaches and exhaustion set in. And then CHRIST-mas lights and dish water coffee added to "Merriment". All and all, so far the trip has been enlightening. Have four questions of HW left.
Still not Queen of the Universe
In fear that the airport would be crowded, and I would be late for the plane, mum and I left the house at 8:30am. We ran over a metal laadder. We arrived around 9:10ish am. We continue to think the smallness of the airport will not prevail in having any space in it. We go to elevator, mum picks one that is going up, and not down, which, is in fact the way in which we want to travel. She continues to show her lack of being interesting for the moment with a comment of humdrum things. We approach the Continental Airlines, and it is deserted. With credit card, ID, bag, flight information and mum in hand, we proceed to get the boarding pass. This is followed by the asking if one wants to get breakfast, then followed by the asking of if one is just tired or what, then followed by the annoyance of the one being asked these questions. Soon (but much later) I approach the security and gate with caution before running to the nearest Starbucks to regain my strength. Followed by people watching and being another hour earlier for the flight.
Soon the flight number is called and open to be boarded. I file out the door to the plane and upon entering, I see a startling sight. The stewardess. Details are too gruesome to describe. Nevertheless, I try to navigate myself to my seat and find that if I stand up straight without bending my neck, I will scrap the ceiling of the plane with my scalp. The sardine case was soon full and we were on our way with neck cramps and all.
We arrived only a few minutes early to Houston. Meanwhile I am trying to fingure out in my mind if I have to take a certain train down to the next terminal and if I will be able to find my way. ::Suggestion:: If there is a detour looking sign in an airport, do not, I repeat DO NOT take it. You may find yourself staring at a wall::
Upon arriving at the gate, I realize the man sitting in front of me looks like Hilliker. I quickly move. The Packers and Vikings game began and I found enjoyment at watching the Vikings show no mercy. Sadly, later I found out the Packers won.
We arrived San Diego at about 3:15pm, almost 40 minutes early. I go down the stairs to baggage claim, and no father. I get my bag and wait a moment, still no father. I call his cell phone, find out he's "5 minutes" away from the baggage claim...still no father. I go outside and wait....and wait....and wait....about 4 o'clock...I see father.
Still not Queen of the Universe
Day Two: CHRIST-mas
Started the day off with religious talk and opening gifts. Got a shirt that looks like a white ferret is attached to it..*cringes* Not as cold as had thought. Uncle and Pauline's friends arrived after cooking for several hours. Friend's brought 1 year old child wishing to "carve" himself. Got sick after, and became a Hermit. Began to read Wicked on the couch followed by the annoyance of father's video game and discussion time with guest about computers and business. Much boredom and frustration to add here. Later, headaches and exhaustion set in. And then CHRIST-mas lights and dish water coffee added to "Merriment". All and all, so far the trip has been enlightening. Have four questions of HW left.
Still not Queen of the Universe