El Paso Adventure - Take Off

So here is a crazy story.

Hm. I just realized this is where I am
in the country.

 Before the school year ended, my roommates and I were joking around about visiting each other back at home, and Kayla and I threw the idea around for awhile, until we thought - well, why not? Once summer started, I had nothing to take up my time, so why couldn't I take a trip? Well, one think lead to another (and one mom talked to another), and we bought me a ticket to EL PASO TEXAS!!!

T-8 hours tip take off

Today, I embarked on my journey to this far away land!...sure.
But before that, I thought it would be a good idea to stay up until 5:00 in the morning watching Chuck and finally packing (guys Chuck is so good and I will never stop watching it) But, like, it's ok, I could just sleep on the plane!

jk, we forgot something

When my mom woke me up five hours later, my body felt like a rock and I imminently regretted every choice I had ever made. But we eventually made it out of the house and on our way to the airport
 . . . until I realized I had forgotten the gift for Kayla . . .

When we finally made it to the airport, I had to rush through everything and hop strait onto my plane. It involved a lot of me questioning my mom because I have never flown in a plane by myself before, so I had every fear I was going to do something wrong. I flew once with Rachel, just the two of us. Although I was not tectonically an "unaccompanied minor" at the time,  but Rachel still was and I was not old enough to "accompany" her - SO, we had to sit in the employee lounge for like an hour until our parents could come pick us up. It was awkward to say the least. But this time, I am not a miner of ANY KIND!!! (*casually throws pick axes away*)

 I surprisingly got on the plane without a hitch. I kept expecting my ticket to be declined, or my bag to be too big, or a bomb to go off, or some top secret spys to come running down the terminal chasing a terrorist before taking me on a government mission to save the world, because I am an invaluable asset to the nations security (Seriously, I have been watching too much Chuck.) By some miracle, I got a window seat on every flight, I love window seats. Not only to you get to stare out on the great world falling below you as you lift off into the sky, but you don't have to sit between people or be noticed by the flight attendants. The couple sitting next to me seemed petty absorbed in their books, so there was no fear of conversation there. I heard some whimpering sound going on that was either a crying baby, or a meowing cat. Although logic tells me it was the first, I would bet my life that it was a cat.

As the plane took off, I listened to the song Wake Up  by Arcade Fire. It's the song that played in the The Secret Life of Walter Mitty as he embarks on his adventure to find the missing picture - man, I felt freaking awesome. Trust me, if you are flying anywhere soon, make sure you buy this song and listen to it as the plane starts down the runway. You won't regret it.

Look! I can see my house from here!

The flight went pretty well, until I split ginger ale on myself halfway through.

But I just sat there.

Suffering in silence.

Praying my neighbors did not notice.




But it was over before I knew it, and we landed - in Phoenix. Layovers. What can you do?

Look at all those planes

I grabbed some pizza and the time went by quickly. I had a quick panic attack when Kayla refused to answer my texts and I had to get on the plane soon with no knowledge that she was actually going to come pick me up or if she even lived in El Paso and maybe this was all a big mistake and I just got on a plan for no reason and I was going to have to live out the rest of my life in Arizona with only a pizza box and fifty dollars to my name.

But really the only interesting thing there was the carpet.




The plane I got on after was really tiny. It was weird. I have never been on one of those huge planes that has rows going down the center or anything, but this plane was tiny. Again, I had the window seat and again, I got to stare out at the wonders of the land and sky. But the rest of the time I played candy crush.

To make a long story short (too late) my plane landed safely and the lovely Kayla was waiting for me by the baggage claim. All and all, I think I handled my first solo flight pretty well (besides the ginger ale) And I am really happy I get to spend this week with my friend. It is going to be an adventure, and I can't wait to get started!

Fair-faring, friends!