Sunday, September 22, 2002

Back home at last.

Here I am back in the comforts of my own home and happy to be here, not that it wasn’t an adventure or fun, but home is definitely where I like to be.

I call this “ My incredible Journey” PART I

SO let me start off with thursday.. Thursday I left very early with my mum to go bring Puppy to the kennel. It was awful, not the kennel, the kennel was really nice and so were the people who owned it, the terrible things was leaving puppy there. It just about broke my heart. We put her in her cage and when she saw that we were leaving without her, she cried and cried and looked so sad.... We had brought her bed, her blankets, two of her toys, her bowls and a sock of mine. SO when we were about to leave when I looked back at her she had the sock in her mouth, tail between her legs, and she cried and cried. Man that was tough! But it was only for two nights and I just hoped that she would forgive us!

We got home and I helped my mum and my brother get ready for their drive, they left at about ten thirty. My train for downtown was leaving at one so I still had some time to relax, well to try and relax. So downtown I went and when I got there I went to get my birth certificate and was surprised to see that it was just a flimsy piece of paper. I thought that they at least plastified them so it would be more durable but I guess I was wrong! So I picked that up and since there was no line ups there I was waaayy ahead of schedule. Now I was off to the bus station to go to the airport. Bought my ticket and waited for the bus. I have to say I was more nervous about the bus ride that the plane. I was afraid of getting bus sick and barfing all over the place and embarrassing myself, but it went really well. It was one of those voyager busses so it was real comfy. The ride took about a half forty minutes cause there was major traffic but I eventually made it. Then, there I was...at the airport. Okay now I was scared!

So I took a deep breath and walked in. Now I had to get my boarding pass and after asking about five people what to do, I waited in line got my pass, paid my airport tax and waited for Isabelle to get there. She got there right on time and we got her pass and paid her tax and away we went, through security, isabelle beeped, I thankfully didn’t. And no now we went to go check out the vip lounge, cause after all we were flying first class and we are vip right? Unfortunately, Isabelle neglected to inform me that there were playstation available in the lounge....We had a bite to eat and then waited to board the plane.No I was shaking in my boots! Isabelle said oh there’s our plane do you wan to go look, but when I went up to the window all I saw was a little airplane with propellers...She was quick to correct me and said that the plane next to it was actually ours...And I was relieved to see that it was a big plane...

Boarding time. Freak out time. You know that episode of the Simpson’s when Marge tries to fly and she was running up and down the aisles screaming? Well that’s how i felt. We were seated, I had the window seat. Then we started to move and nw I was really freaked out. Now take off.
Holly Crap.
It felt like my bowels were in my toes. It was the strangest sensation ever. I felt like the day after a major drinkfest. Slightly nauseous, very dizzy and cloudy. Isabelle was as really good a t keeping me calm and relaxed as much as possible. When we got up to our cruising altitude we got our hot towels and then we were served dinner, a cold beef plate with salad and chocolates.. I had a few bites of salad and the desert... Isabelle and I had a good time expressing how luxurious and comfy things were in first class. Our seats were the last ones before the “other” class of seats so we had a little fun rubbing it in.

So far it was okay, then the turbulence Not so good. There was too much of it for my liking. Then the turning, definitely not a good thing, I thought I was going to lose my lunch but I made it through that. And them it was almost landing time. He flight was short, under an hour. Landing proved to me more frightening than taking off.

I’m glad I did it, but I’m still quite afraid of flying, but at least I know what to expect and it is do-able for me. However, I don;t know if I’ll be able to fly in anything other than first class. Now that I’ve had a taste of it, I don’t know if I can settle for less.

It was good, Isabelle was really fun to go with. I had a really great time with her. She da bomb!

Okay part two tomorrow cause right now I’m still really tired form the driving and I have a ton of laundry to do.



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