Traveling by plane can be fun, scarey, or both. I recently got to ride on, not one but,
THREE planes for the first time. Which is quite an experience for someone who has never even been to an airport before.
Now because I was first time flyer everyone was telling me I needed to go
TWO hours before the departure time. I was thinking that was a bit too early personally, but hey I've never flown before so maybe they are right. So I get to the airport at like 5:20am, which is actually more like 1.5 hours instead of 2. It was a pretty straight forward airport so finding where to go was kinda easy. So I made my way to the security check and let me tell you, that winding rope way stuff is real annoying when there arnt any people there and you have to go to the front. My carry on suitcase was a bit too heavy for me so when I tried putting it up on the belt for it to get scanned I almost toppled over. That would have been embarrassing and I was happy not many people would have even seen if it had happened. Then came the metal detector....
I'm only familiar with the ones you walk threw, this was one that was cylinder shaped and that you stood inside with your feet apart and hands on your head. Kinda like you're waiting to be teleported with an awkward pose, or you're preparing to be shot out into a pipe system similar to the ones that banks use although I think you would get pretty banged up if you did. But instead of either of those it's more like the way you pose while a cop frisks you. That's right, I was being frisked by an invisible source of power searching for precious metal to sustain its life force!! I'm glad it didn't want my zipper.
Having survived my frisking I make my way to my gate finding it pretty easily. I'm the first one there and I have over an hour to wait. So I pull out my iPod and think to myself why it was necessary for me to come this early.....I got nothing
:/ so I just sit around waiting and thinking about playing air guitar while jumping from seat to seat. More people come about 30 minutes later and sadly non of them look like they would want to join my air band, that's fine though, I don't want them in my band anyway.
When it's time to board the plane I find my seat (window seat yay!!!!) and because it a real small plane I didn't have a seat buddy. Everything was so breath taking, but because I didn't want to pass out I refused to let it take my breath away. I was supper excited when the plane started take off. I felt like I was being sucked back into my seat. Then the plane turned on its side, the side I happened to be on, and I was thinking the plane was going to fall, but it didn't. I loved looking at the land from above. So green and varying height going up and down. The cars that looked like shiny little beetles. And then we flew too high for me to look at the beetle country below, so I focused my attention on the clouds around me. The flight itself was really smooth, the landing wasn't though. So I disembarked and headed to my next destination.
This next airport was pretty big to me but again it seemed pretty straight forward where I should go. I got to ride on the skylink, almost falling over when it started going. It was nice being able to look out at small bits of the city and airport. I was the 2ed person to arrive at the gate for my flight. Again I had about an hours wait for my flight and I thought about going and riding on the skyline to pass some time but decided not to since I didn't want to drag my luggage around. This time I got an aisle seat, which is as far from the window as you can get, so I was a little disappointed, but then someone offered to trade with me so yay! Closer to the window I went. That flight was awful it's only redeeming factor was flying threw a thin cloud on the wing. The pilot kept doing things to make my stomach drop, and I know it wasn't just me because other people complained about it too. So of course the landing was even crappier.
The next airport was where I had the longest wait for my flight. So I got me some food and drink and sat around people watching. After I had my fill of that I went in search of my gate, which was a little harder than the previous ones. I rode on a little train thing that was like the skylink at the previous place only underground. I have to say I think riding those things was my favorite part of airports. I could spend hours on them!! I got off where I was supposed to and found I had a loooooong walk ahead of me (gate 94 out of 95) but I didn't mind because that was more things and people I could see.
I saw this real cute little girl playing tag with her baby brother, only old enough to crawl, running in circles around him. He got bored of always being it and not being able to get her so he crawled away. He came to my aisle of seats, stopping to look at each person, and when he saw me he smiled and started booking it as fast as his little arms and knees could make his tubby baby body go towards me. His father saw this and strode over, scooping him up and walked away.
So we had a little bit of trouble when it came to boarding for this flight, because they were missing some crew members. We waited like 20 minutes only to find that the one we were waiting on had been among us the entire time!!! TRAITOR!! So anyways, I was pleasantly rewarded, for not punching that guy, with a window seat. Yayz! Although that flight was very cloudy, I did get to see the sunset behind some mountains. It was so beautiful, I only wish my camera took better pictures so I could have taken a decent one.
