Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Up and Away we go

My trip home was indeed PRICEY.  And I knew that I had to get home quick because I wanted to make sure that my Daddy was okay.  I usually fly Delta when flying home but Delta was having an Ego Trip and didn't want to work with me.  So I ended up flying on American (cheaper).  Overall, my trip back to the south was fine.  No delays.  No turbulence.  I would like to mention that I had been sick before I left.  Running a fever, runny nose, headaches and the rest of the blah.  I literally slept for 1 1/2 days.  After going up and down all day on planes, my nose was stuffed up and my head was back to pounding.  I was up for 20+ hours and by the time that I laid down, I had to get right back up to help with stuff.  I love when I first get off the plane at home and know that (whoever) is picking me up.  I had told my dad to get me but after calling him on his cell all day and not being able to reach him, I called my cousin and told her that if she couldn't get him to pick me up.  When I walked outside, there was my daddy in the truck.  I really love seeing that man. Because of my dad I know what it is like to love someone, be completely made at them and realizing that I still love them.  unconditional.  Yep.  That's it.  
My trip back to the North was full of surprises.  First leg of the trip, an older lady who doesn't fly much, screamed when the wheels started going back in the plane.  Scared the crap out of me.  I should also mention, that I didn't eat until my 2nd leg of the trip and by then it was 4PM and I was so RUN down from the trip.  I think that I had low blood sugar.  I did see Jackie Joyner Kersee on my 2nd flight.  Oh my second flight departed late and I had a Tight Connect to begin with.  They requested that all 8 of us who were on that tight connect to leave first.  I ran from concourse C to A.  Haven't I mentioned that I was already sick?  By the time I got to my last flight, I was sweating and huffing and puffing.  But I made it.  

~TC

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