From Phx to SF via LAS
So... that a trip, flying from Phoenix, to vegas, being late, then the ride out to grandma's on bart... what a day.. but let me start at the beggning of this little adventure.
I decided to leave work and head for the airport at like 1ish, I think... I don't even remember now... I stopped by my friends coffee shopp for a little while sampled some of his new galato ice cream that they have started selling. once on my way I thought I would cruise on down to the airport, and park the car, and then check in and relax. I had already planned to check my one bag so that I didn't have to deal with airport security in this hightened level of security. once at the airport, there was no line to check in (after the horrific day I had up to this point, it was very happy to see this) then when I checked in it asked, if I wanted to upgrade to first class for 50$... this was a no brainer for me... I was like "um duh... ya..." I then checked my bag and headed up to the security checkpoint. This is where I thought life was gonna suck.. I then realized.. HEY I have first class tickets.. that means I can take the special line.. which didn't seem to matter since there was no line anyway. I went right through security without even a second thought and boom I was in the airport 2 hours early.... guess I need to kill some time now..
I wandered around the airport and ended up having a long talk with my friend deviln. we just talked about life and how people are crazy. eventually it was time for my flight. I boarded and didn't even look at the time. as it turns out the flight was 40 minutes late, since I had an hour layover in LAS this was NOT good. I then looked at my phone and it sayd 6:15 (while we were still in the air) since my flight left at 6:20 I started to get scared. as it turns out my phone was set to the wrong time zone and it was only 5:15, we touched down, and deplaned at about 5:50. so It was still close on the second flight...
this flight was fairly un eventfull, I had a couple coctails, since I was gonna take bart to grandma's house.. the touch down was REALLY rough, but once on the ground other than waiting an hour for my baggage, it was fairly un eventfull.
I got on bart and traveled to my transfer point, waited for the next train, called wilma got on the train and sat down. at this point there were two girls next to me talking in a version of slang I have not ever heard before, (and I thought I lived in a big city) well at one of the point one of the girls says.. "girl your sounden all white now...." she then looked at me, and said... No offence.. laughed for like 5 minutes. I later told my family that I was thinking of saying somthign snid, and following up with "no offence" just to be funny, but I thought better of it.
after that I made it to grandma's and then wilma's and went to sleep.. tomarrow is the big day, the boar then the memorial service.
*deep clensing breaths...* tomarrow will be tough..
I decided to leave work and head for the airport at like 1ish, I think... I don't even remember now... I stopped by my friends coffee shopp for a little while sampled some of his new galato ice cream that they have started selling. once on my way I thought I would cruise on down to the airport, and park the car, and then check in and relax. I had already planned to check my one bag so that I didn't have to deal with airport security in this hightened level of security. once at the airport, there was no line to check in (after the horrific day I had up to this point, it was very happy to see this) then when I checked in it asked, if I wanted to upgrade to first class for 50$... this was a no brainer for me... I was like "um duh... ya..." I then checked my bag and headed up to the security checkpoint. This is where I thought life was gonna suck.. I then realized.. HEY I have first class tickets.. that means I can take the special line.. which didn't seem to matter since there was no line anyway. I went right through security without even a second thought and boom I was in the airport 2 hours early.... guess I need to kill some time now..
I wandered around the airport and ended up having a long talk with my friend deviln. we just talked about life and how people are crazy. eventually it was time for my flight. I boarded and didn't even look at the time. as it turns out the flight was 40 minutes late, since I had an hour layover in LAS this was NOT good. I then looked at my phone and it sayd 6:15 (while we were still in the air) since my flight left at 6:20 I started to get scared. as it turns out my phone was set to the wrong time zone and it was only 5:15, we touched down, and deplaned at about 5:50. so It was still close on the second flight...
this flight was fairly un eventfull, I had a couple coctails, since I was gonna take bart to grandma's house.. the touch down was REALLY rough, but once on the ground other than waiting an hour for my baggage, it was fairly un eventfull.
I got on bart and traveled to my transfer point, waited for the next train, called wilma got on the train and sat down. at this point there were two girls next to me talking in a version of slang I have not ever heard before, (and I thought I lived in a big city) well at one of the point one of the girls says.. "girl your sounden all white now...." she then looked at me, and said... No offence.. laughed for like 5 minutes. I later told my family that I was thinking of saying somthign snid, and following up with "no offence" just to be funny, but I thought better of it.
after that I made it to grandma's and then wilma's and went to sleep.. tomarrow is the big day, the boar then the memorial service.
*deep clensing breaths...* tomarrow will be tough..
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