Tuesday, July 08, 2008

• i am a RETARD!!!

     so you all want to know how the road trip went.

  we headed out bright and early saturday morning.  christine picked me up.  she had just bought a gps for her car, so we programmed if for oxnard, ca.  the annoying thing immediatly started telling us what to do, where to turn, blah blah blah.  it will not supprise you to hear that i derrived great satisfaction in going a way not directed by the gps to 70.  you could almost hear the frustration in it's voice when it stated "turn around" and "finding alternate route"  good times :)

  the trip itself was relativly uneventful.  we drove straight.  stopped every four hours (i told her at the beginning that i would not be stopping every 20 minutes for her to pee and to take that into consideration when she was drinking her water :) for gas, bathroom, and food.  the car didn't break.   that was good.  pretty all of the midwest looked the same.  it wasn't until i woke up after new mexico (i drove from 2-6 am and than slept for awhile) that i could even tell that we were out of ohio.  but from then on the scenery was incredible!  we changed our plans and decided that she would just drop me off at the airport on her way through la since it wouldn't make sense to go the other hour to oxnard and than turn around and take me back to the airport.  all in all the trip took about...33 hours.

  so i arrived at the counter to get a flight out early.  my ticket was to leave monday at 1:00.  it was sunday at 1:00.  they found me a flight leaving for sunday night at 9:00.  sweet.  so i headed to the gate for the long wait between than.  i updated everyone on the successful trip.  i listened to music i haven't for a long time on the good olde i pod.  i texted.  i rested.  i even bought a copy of the economist?  which was great reading for right before you decide to rest if you take my meaning :)  so it's getting close to boarding time, and this girl sits down next to me.  she phones a friend and proceeds to have the most scandalous conversation which, given how bored i was, was even more interesting.  so i'm sitting there, watching my plane thinking "they shold be boarding any minute...why aren't they?...this girl is crazy...is the plane broke?..this girl is crazy...why are they taking those blocks away from the plane tires...they do that before they leave..but they haven't even boarded yet..." and it was at this point in my thinking that i decided to just go the counter and ask...caz they should have boarded by now, but i didn't hear them say anything about my flight.  so i go up, ask this pert mexican woman what's up with the flight.  she looks at me and says "are you hilary keys?"  at this point i am starting to think...oh no...  i tell her that i am.  she gets even more irritated.  "we have been trying to call you...we have been waiting for you...they just closed the gate...you missed the flight"

  if i were megan, this is the point where i would have crumpled into the floor yelling and screaming with tears and snot running all over my face.  as i am an adult i had to compromise with putting my hands on my head and saying as calmly as possibly "OH SHIT".  i was tired beyond exhaustion.  i was starving.  i was getting a migrane.  i was freezing cold (silly me, i was dressed for the summer).  and all common sense had long since abandoned me.  the worst frustration is not when other people do stupid stuff (let's face it...that happens all the time) but when i do something utterley retarded like this.  she booked me on a flight for the next morning at 7:00 and told me i couldn't sleep in the terminal caz they would close it...i had to go out into the airport lobby area.  i wandered around the airport.  i couldn't get ahold of justin to tell him.  (it was around midnight columbus time)  did i mention my phone battery was dying?  so i called my most logical friend.  he gave me all the sensible advise i am usually giving other people caz i'm usually the logical one.  "well give me the flight times and flight numbers and i'll get them to justin"  "i don't know what the flight numbers are!!!  there's just random numbers on this paper...maybe those are it"  "ok, well you should call bob caz justin won't get your message until after bob would have left to pick you up"  "oh yeah..good.  ok"  "and you need to hang up so you have some phone battery left in case you need it"  "nooooo!!!"  (you're the best bryan)  i had been morphed into this little lost forlorne child.  it was rediculous.

  i found this nice HARD wooden bench with nice HARD metal armrests.  i spent the rest of the night shivering on it sleeping maybe 30 minutes.  the airport guards walked by treating me something like the starving dog you throw scraps of food at.  "awww" they would whisper.  i would feel sorry for myself...if it weren't my own stupid fault in the first place.  as it was, i tried really hard not to think about it...caz when i did i would start to get sooo angry with myself.

  so anyway...i arrived home last night around 7:00...at last :)  soo nice to sleep in an actual bed.  and be clean again.  and not shivering.  and be home...  i'm gonna go make some coffee now.  cheers :)

  two of the most amazing women ever!

  

  me, larisa, aunt lesley, uncle jason, angela, brett (lesley is my mom's sister.  angela and larisa is her daughters.  brett is angela's hubby)

  

  justin and me and the sunset

  

  some tired kids :)

  

  megan and roslyn...the new baby

  

  christine

  

  driving..like i said..it all just looked like ohio

  

  got to love that speed limit

  

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