Yeah I'm back! We made the 2000 mile trip in just two days. Can't say I would recommend that for everyone but it worked for me.
My biggest problem with that is my but is killing me! Seriously, Every button and fold of cloth gets imprinted on your backside when you're sitting on it for like 12 hours a day. Not to mention the fact that your legs and neck are cramped beyond all belief. Oh and two immature young men with poor choices of food intake (i.e. junk food) make for an aroma that could kill flies at 10 yards out. It's not pleasant.
All in all the trip was a lot of fun. Got to see some old friends, got to see home again. But I'm still undecided about whats worse, flying across or driving across? I just can't tell. Oh well.
Friday, September 28, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Trip of the Year!
So I'm on a trip to help Chris VanRy move to Utah.
To begin with I would have to say I hate flying. Not only is it feeling that my ears are gonna explode as we descend its the fact that it seems that the people in the airport and on the plane are mentaly unhinged. At the airport in SLC a couple of people got arrested for fighting and stealing a workers cart. Of all the places to do something stupid, the airport should be the last. There are like a bagillion armed security officers there but you run the risk of not being able to go home cause you're in jail. Which happened to these individuals. Then there's the people on the plane itself. They're there and there is nothing you can do about it. You're just a bunch of sardines, crazed annoying sardines! Last but not least my favorite part about flying is that the airport doesn't tell you anything if they decide to change something on your itinerary. I was booked to go from SLC to Atlanta. Then from Atlanta to Buffalo. Along the way I ended up in Detroit for like two hours. No idea why but what are you gonna do when you're just a sardine.
While in Buffalo I gorged myself on food. Specifically wings. I love wings, but it probably wasn't the best idea considering I needed to be on the road by 8am. Oh well.
Now I'm on the road. Not all that bad, but my but hurts, and I'm in a stinky hotel.
One day left and then I'll hopefully be in Utah again. Let's see how it goes.
To begin with I would have to say I hate flying. Not only is it feeling that my ears are gonna explode as we descend its the fact that it seems that the people in the airport and on the plane are mentaly unhinged. At the airport in SLC a couple of people got arrested for fighting and stealing a workers cart. Of all the places to do something stupid, the airport should be the last. There are like a bagillion armed security officers there but you run the risk of not being able to go home cause you're in jail. Which happened to these individuals. Then there's the people on the plane itself. They're there and there is nothing you can do about it. You're just a bunch of sardines, crazed annoying sardines! Last but not least my favorite part about flying is that the airport doesn't tell you anything if they decide to change something on your itinerary. I was booked to go from SLC to Atlanta. Then from Atlanta to Buffalo. Along the way I ended up in Detroit for like two hours. No idea why but what are you gonna do when you're just a sardine.
While in Buffalo I gorged myself on food. Specifically wings. I love wings, but it probably wasn't the best idea considering I needed to be on the road by 8am. Oh well.
Now I'm on the road. Not all that bad, but my but hurts, and I'm in a stinky hotel.
One day left and then I'll hopefully be in Utah again. Let's see how it goes.
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