I flew in a plane all by myself! My cousin got married in the frigid and far-off land called Kentucky on Saturday. My family decided that they could all manage to take a week off and drive up to North Carolina first and clock some time on the slopes. I however had school and tests that were crying out my name. It was heartbreaking. But there is always a silver lining. So early Friday morning I took an exam and then me and the roomie were off! She drove me to the airport and then it was just me and a massive airport. Just kidding, it wasn't really that scary, and I had flown out of this airport and picked up/dropped off enough people to be pretty familiar with it. Security was an easy breeze and then I found myself some fried food and waited. I even took a few shameless selfies.
My flight up to Atlanta I was lucky enough to grab the first row on the aisle. That might not sound like the luckiest of things but my first flight had been delayed and I had twenty or so minutes to catch my next flight in the massive Atlanta airport I had never been in before. I sat by a guy who works in the knee-replacement industry (his company is apparently like the only one that makes knee replacements that are free of nickel which a good chunk of the population is allergic to (me too!) and doctors love them) and a paparazzo (singular male version of paparazzi (confirmed by science)). He was super sketch and never took off his sunglasses the whole flight. Upon landing I sped walked past the people speed walking to catch my next flight. If you have flown recently then you probably remember that they are pretty strict at the gates about the order that the passengers board the plane. So when I approached the woman scanning the boarding passes I asked her if my group had boarded yet. to which she replied "Child, the whole plane has boarded but you". Oops! Glad I made the flight though.
I sat next to a sweet old man traveling back home and chilled out to my music. I also captured the snow covered landscape that my thin-blooded Florida body was not prepared for.
Wishing you all smiles and happiness,
Victoria
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