I was really nervous when my mom dropped me off at the airport because I had never been to an airport alone. I wasn't really nervous about the actual flying part just about the airport. I got there around 5:30 a.m.ish when I originally wanted to get there at 5:00 a.m. on the dot. But that didn't happen. I slept for about 30 minutes that night so I was a little slow to get around. I checked in electronically, which was scary by itself. I paid for my luggage, yeah $15. Then I went through security, where one of the security guards said to me, "I hope the rest of your day is a lovely as you are." I was quite delirious so I said, "Thanks you, too. As lovely as me." haha. Good times.
Anyways, I found my gate. Probably went to the potty and then called my mom. I had been in the airport for an hour by this time and she still wasn't home. I caught her on the cell and apparently her and Halie had turned the wrong way when leaving the airport and got lost. I told her I would call her when I landed at the next airport and that was that.
Boarded the plane and we took off on time, 7:00 a.m. The flight was smooth. I sat beside a girl who looked close to my age but we didn't talk much. I said once, "it's cold in here" and she agreed. It soon got really hot. Did someone hear me? Who knows? When it was time for the in-flight beverage I chose coffee, with sugar, and I also got thes little cookie things. I may have just been extremely hungry but they were spectacular! :) I read "Son of a Witch" for most of the flight. Such a good book. We landed.
I had a 3 hour layover in Cinncinnatti. I walked around for a bit but tried to avoid doing that too much because there was a little kiosk across from my gate and 2 people were trying to get people to sign up for something. For some strange reason I love being in the airport. I like sitting at my gate watching all the different types of people come and go. I just really enjoy the atmosphere. Maybe I should become a flight attendant. Maybe I will.
I went to a couple of gift shops. Bought my sister, Halie, a pair of magic socks, because they had penguins on them. Bought my nephew, Jaxx, a giant squishy caterpillar thing, and I got Sundie some "Mars Mud." I love buying things for people. After that I went to the food court and got some chick-fil-a nuggets. They didn't have Dr. Pepper and my body kind of freaked out. I walked around the entire court lookig for someone who had Dr.Pepper and the only place that did was McDonalds. I hate theirs. It tastes all watered down. But I got some. And my body relaxed a little. When I was done eating, all alone, I started to venture back toward my gate. While in the process of doing this I smelled something quite appetizing. So, I looked around and spotted the location of the scent. A popcorn stand. I bought a bag of the overpriced but very good popcorn and once again set off toward my gate.
I sat there for a while. Read some of my book. Called my mom again. Took some snapshots of myself looking very sleepy, my airplane, my luggage being loaded onto the plane. I made several trips to the bathroom. And avoided the Delta people trying to sign people up for, whatever it was they were trying to sign people up for. Soon it was time to board the plane. And head toward Chicago!
Because I got less than an hour of sleep before I left Tulsa that morning I decided to sleep on the flight from Cinncinnatti to Chicago. I skipped my beverage. I didn't read any of my book. I just put my head against the window and dozed off for a bit. I woke up for good when we were about 30 minutes from landing. I was still super sleepy and really wanted to sleep more but I decided to wake my self up.
When we finally landed I turned my phone on and I had a text from my sister, Cherie, asking if I had made it yet. I called the family to let them know that I had indeed landed safely at my final destination. I imagine they were relieved. Josh called. It took a while for the plane to get to the gate, for some reason, but Josh was there waiting.
Got off the plane. Went to the potty. Called Josh. Trekked through the airport in the direction of my baggage claim. Found Josh. Hugged. Found my luggage. Found the car. Headed toward his house in the suburbs.
So I was really sleepy and Josh had to work at the theatre that night so I slept. When he got back we just hung out for a while, after I woke up, and chatted about life and what not. It was a pretty decent evening.
New Year's Eve!
Josh had to work at the Theatre again that night and I had agreed, previously, to usher, as well. "The Second City: A Dysfunctional Hoilday Revue" was performing and if I agreed to usher I would get to see the show for FREE!!! Hence the ushering. I dressed in my little black outfit and geared up for smiling at strangers and being super friendly. Ha.
Turns out all I had to do was pass out little slips that entitled the patron a free glass of champagne. Most people were dumb and got theirs before the show when in reality they should've waited until intermission. I could have told them all this, but hey, my only clear cut job was to hand everyone the ticket.
After everyone was seated I went into the theatre, myself, and took a seat next some elderly ladies, who were also ushering, and was astounded by the performance of "The Second City".
Seriously, it was amazing. So funny. The show contained a lot of political banter, mostly directed toward the liberal, but I did not care one bit. I laughed. And laughed. AND LAUGHED.
