I’m literally so early to my flight that the flight before mine is about to leave. I panicked thinking my flight was on another concourse but then realized: 1) my flight doesn’t board for another hour 2) the flight posted on the board is expected to leave soon.
Although I’ll give myself some credit, I only panicked for a few seconds before looking on my app and putting two and two together. Now I’m bored. I’m not hungry and the smell of all the food is just making me feel blah. I already explored the other stores, so I’ve got nothing to do but wait an hour here.
I guess I’d rather be early than late. My first flight, I made it by the skin of my neck. My brother was dropping me off and something went wrong where he had used my card to pull into parking but then they had to use my card again to get the car out (I don’t remember why they didn’t just drop me off) and that took up so much time because of course the machine ate my card. Then the TSA line was just long enough for me to panic even more. My plane was actually delayed about 15-30 minutes while I was in line so I was given some relief. Don’t even talk to me about scrambling around hundreds of people to get into the trams. It’s not hard to follow the signs after that, but ya girl was doing a jog to keep from panicking.
I love the plane ride though! I felt so bad for the person next to me because I kept peeking out of the blinds which shined light on their laptop. I apologized and when I told them this was my first flight, they were surprised since I was about 19. They were really sweet though and I eventually just stopped pulling the blinds up. On my flight back home, everything just went super smoothly and by that time, I was too jaded to pull back the blinds more than a time or two. I just like watching the take off and the touch down.
I think I’ll watch some YouTube videos to pass the time. I think I’ve got some Jenna Marbles videos I haven’t seen, yet.