That Was Close

First entry in like eleven days. Of course, there’s reason for that. Judging from the last entry, you might get the impression I was about to, you know, go somewhere. And I did!

Anyway, last Wednesday, I flew out to California for the NYRA Annual Meeting. Had an awesome time. Then this past Wednesday night, I flew back on the red eye. Landed at Dulles early Thursday morning. You know, I had just barely missed all that heightened security crap. Wow. I’m still in awe at that. I did not fly out of California a second too soon.

I landed at Dulles and headed out to the main terminal to get my suitcase and meet my dad. On the shuttle there, I overheard a pilot and a stewardess saying something about liquids not being allowed past security anymore. Didn’t think much of it at the time. Then I got to the main terminal and out past the security checkpoints, to see an ASSLOAD of people in line! Figured it was just a peak time or something. I don’t know. Pissed me off, though. I had to weave around all these people to get to the escalator so I could get to baggage claim. Got down there finally, and my dad was standing there with my suitcase, having picked it up for me since I was taking so long to get there. And that’s when he told me that I picked a hell of a day to travel and proceeded to explain what happened in London.

Wow. Just wow. You know, my flight out there last week had me a little nervous about airport security since it was my first flight since before 9/11, so I was especially careful about what I was packing. I even made sure to be at the airport extra early, being so sure I’d be in the check-in line for like half an hour and in security for like an hour and a half.

Okay, there was like no line at check-in, and I was in security line for like five minutes. Left me with lots of time to walk the concourse. Like over two hours. Hehehe. But I did what I’ve always wanted to do! Dulles has this big ass concourse where the C and D gates are. So, during my wait, I walked all the way from one end of it to the other. Sweet.

When about to land in Oakland, the plane was going down and down, and we were lowering fast but still over the bay. Then finally when we were about to touch down, we got onto the runway. Hehehe. That was close. And when we were about to get to Dulles the other morning, we were very high in the sky. The sun had just risen, and below us was nothing but thick looking clouds. Didn’t really look like clouds. It looked like a very big snow-covered lake. “Good God, how far north did we fly?!” I wondered to myself.

Then over the intercom, the pilot said “Flight attendants, please prepare for landing.”

Looking out the window again, I thought “WHERE?!” Then we weaved around the clouds, and even a bumpy passage or two through some clouds. That was a little scary. Couldn’t see a thing. Hoped the pilots could. Didn’t want being inside a cloud to lead to me standing on a cloud outside some gates with my fingers crossed going “Please, please, please!” 😉

Then we got under the clouds, and there was Virginia.

Oh, and I had window seats both flights. Window seats fucking ROCK!!!

On my flight out there, I was playing Super Mario Bros. 3 on my GBA. It blew my mind! I got to World 5, which is Sky Land, and I gasped upon a realization. I was in Sky Land in the game, and in real life, I was in the sky! Holy crap, dude!

Alright, enough of my flighty rambling. Hehehe. The point is, I’m back, bitches. Be happy.

Oh, and I’ve made a page with my pictures from the trip here. Lots of pictures so may take a bit to load. Enjoy!

This has been Day 81 of the 100 Days of Summer, Round 6.