Well my day began with tears as I grabbed my sweet lulu head to get in the bed with me and snuggle ( as I type this we go through turbulence on the plane), then proceeded to finally finish packing my insanely huge backpack. I only wish you could have seen me topple over the first time that I put it on my back, which I still wobble with it when walking. It was hilarious, momma of course was laughing so hard she had to rush to the toilet. After getting the car packed up we went to lunch with Jeffery and Melvin at the good ole’ Sports Page. Asian Chicken Salad was yummy. Leaving there, saying my goodbyes for now to Jeff brought the flood a coming again. Surprised huh?
Arriving at the airport, worried I was going to be late, Momma and I printed off my ticket, I tried riding the escalator that was going up downstairs so we could sit together for a minute, that lasting for literally a minute, we approached my entering the check baggage alone. My sweet mom stood at the back the whole time, and let me tell you it took some time. Okay so they started with taking my liquids out, all my little 4 oz samples were narrowed down to probably 6 for me to take. Then my netbook had to be taken out, my shoes had to be taken off and all my jewelry, besides the bling bling cross that mom got me that is quite flamboyant if I must say. I hate people being behind me in line, I get nervous and I feel rushed so I just told everyone to go on and I’d be a minute, but this gentleman behind me was helping me, he probably felt sorry for me, my damn backpack as big as me, alarms going off and me looking dumbfounded.great. He was handing me baskets to put my stuff in, not letting me forget things, and I think he liked my joke of “ glad I chose to wear matching socks today”..I know not that funny. Anyhow, aside from checking in I got there. Realizing they were boarding then I rushed down to the end of concord or whatever it’s called B12. Ohh me and B12 had about a good 2 hours worth of bonding with 3 delays and finally I talked to one of the attendants and she rebooked me with Lifthshua( I can’t spell). It was a direct flight from CLT to MUN, thank GOD! Also having me arrive earlier by about 40 minutes.
Getting to gate D12, sweating, I go up and check myself in. The two guys behind the counter from the first 5 seconds gave me a better feeling. They were cutting up with me, and their plane wasn’t having mechanical problems. I finally sat down and this sweet Indian couple started talking to me. This woman and man were on their way back to India, they had been visiting their son in California or Charlotte…but besides that I had made a comment to her about how her English was good and she told me that she use to be a professor in India teaching language…but she taught the regional language. They are from the place that starts with a B over their…sounded familiar. Of course they were asking me what I was doing, I explained, don’t know what all they understood but I had the man laughing because I was making jokes about him making sure they had a connecting flight in Munich so he could go to Oktoberfest. He was cute. The lady ended up telling me that she was 68 and in India you have to retire at 58. She did not look 68.…I think it’s all the spices they eat, keeps their body cleansed, and probably because she had on fuchsia pink robe. They were enjoyable to chat with.
Finally getting on the plane, I sat in seat 44K, window seat.SWEET. They lady beside me spoke little, I mean little English but has been real enjoyable, kept to herself and she doesn’t smell. Dinner wasn’t too shabby, kind of good actually. We had pasta and salad, tiramisu, cheese and bread. Yum. Plenty of drinks…water that is sparkling and normal.
That has been my day, which I don’t think is technically going to end. I mean who sleeps sitting up, I can’t but I”ll be alright. So goodnight to all or shall we say good morning.
I’ll keep ya posted.
Mags.
