August 13, 2013

Last night I was tired as hell but didn't get a lot of sleep. We made it about an hour into True Grit and I was really liking it so I need to rent it, but I wanted sleep. And then I didn't really sleep. I was on a cot and it was pretty comfortable but I didn't have a pillow and it was completely silent. I have trouble sleeping when it is quiet. For a pillow I used my hoodie and eventually made that more bearable by adding a sleeping bag into the mix. I didn't have a clock by me but I don't think I got more than a few hours of sleep before my friend's alarm went off.

We were all moving a bit slow and probably left the house ten or fifteen minutes later than we planned and there was no time for food. When we got to the airport my friend dropped us off and we said our goodbyes. I don't know when he'll be back in town so it will probably be awhile before I see him again. And his sister is going to Northern Ireland and Hungary for nine months so it will be a long time before they get to see each other as well. But I think my friend is going to go visit her in Northern Ireland, so I'm even more jealous of him now than I was when I learned in a day or two he was going to the Grand Canyon. If I didn't have the job at the school, or if school started next week instead of tomorrow, I totally could have checked the Grand Canyon off my list.

After getting our boarding passes we were a little lost so we asked a guy and he pointed us to the giant security line. I didn't time it but that took a really long time, winding our way up to the xray machines and the full-body scanner. If I flew more often I would definitely invest in footwear that I didn't have to tie because that is always a nuisance. And I didn't even bother putting my belt back on (until we got to Kansas City). Our flight was at 10:20AM and we made it to the train to take us to our gate at maybe 10:10AM. Thankfully our gate was the third one from the escalator and we made it right at 10:20AM. And then they were waiting for a flight attendant and the flight was delayed for about thirty minutes. I'm just glad we didn't run to get to our gate.

I had completely forgotten about checking in for the flight and my friend's sister remembered on the way up to our hike so we checked in about three hours after the window opened which had us boarding more than halfway through the boarding process. This meant we didn't have seats together but it was only about a two and a half hour flight and I got a seat between two seemingly nice people and I got some reading done.

When the plane landed my friend's sister waited for her checked bag and I went to the bathroom, where I put my belt back on because I needed to put my belt back on. After she got her bag our timing was perfect because right as we stepped outside the bus was pulling up to take us out to the parking lot. Instead of renting a car, my friend's parents drove up and dropped off my friend's sister's car for us and they somehow managed to park right next to one of the bus stops in the parking lot. And then we headed home, very quickly. My friend's sister is a bit of a speeder, we were going about 90MPH all the way home, and she has a K-Tag so we didn't have to stop at the toll booths. It was pretty nice just being along for the ride.

The first thing I did when I got home was eat a big bowl of Golden Grahams because it was after 3:30PM and I hadn't eaten anything all day. And the cereal was amazing. And then a couple hours later I had a couple veggie hot dogs for dinner and they were also amazing. The rest of my night was spent doing a bit of laundry, catching up on YouTube videos, and looking at the pictures I took in Colorado. A lot of them came out pretty good if I do say so myself.

Now it is coming up on 9:30PM and I am thinking about going to bed. I need sleep so bad and my sleep schedule has been screwed up for a couple weeks now. And school starts tomorrow so I will be up at 6:00AM. In theory. I can see myself putting that off until the very last minute. Although I don't really want to show up late on the first day. Life.