ok let's revise that. Try- my first time on a PLANE. I know a little pathetic but what should I do I was born and bred in flabtush. K so I get to the airport and I go over to one of those little luggage carts and try to pull it out. and it doesnt budge. I'm like why. doesnt. this. darn. thing. come. out !! Then I look up to see my friend laughing at me as shes calmly putting money in the machine and taking hers out from the other side. I'm like oh, duh, why would anything in this world be free anymore? People are of course staring at me like what? youve never been to an airport before? so YEAH i havent so THERE. k then we check in the luggage very nice we go to get our ticket and the lady behind the counter says "okay, so you're in row 35 seat G and you're in row 50 seat B." I'm like wooah hi we have to sit near each other! So the (very obnoxious) lady goes well i'm sorry those are the seats. So naturally I start hyperventilating cuz this is my first time flying and i have to sit near someone cuz what if I barf or something So we fought with her until she managed to give us 2 seats together...but in the middle aisle, in the 2 middle seats. =squashed. =claushtrophobic. =panic attack. ok but I figured I'll manage somehow or another. Anyways after walking around for an hour it was time to board. That was the first I started hearing of "the plane smell". My normally sane and rational friend started panicking. "No! we're not gonig on the plane yet!! I cant take the smell."!! Huh? smell? this was the first time hearing about this. and it didnt sound good.
Me: "what smell??"Her: "the PLANE smell"
Me: "yeah ok whats wrong with it ?"Her: "the PLANE smell!!"
Me: "what the heck is wrong with you??"Her: "no, you dont understand! the plane! the air! its not breathable! theres not enough air! the smell! and then when they bring out the food- i turn crazy dont say you werent warned!!"
So really I didnt know if she was kidding or not, but suddenly there was a role reversal. For the next 20 minutes of boarding the plane I was sitting there calming her down, how the smell is not so bad, and it will be fine . And I'm spossed to be the paranoid one.
Anyways we get inside the plane (holy cow wat is that smell??) and check out our seatmates. Next to my friend was a man estimated to weigh 350 pounds but otherwised seemed nice. Next to me was a man who appeared to be very normal. Uh...no. more like neurotic. after about an hour into the flight i wanted to get up to wash my hands. so im like excuse me. he started sighing and grumbling, and making a huge deal out of putting his tray down and unbuckling his seat belt. im like wooah im sorry. same story when i had to get back to my seat. then a little while later my foot accidentally touched his. So he kicked me ! hard! meanwhile on the other side of my friend was the 350 pounder, out cold. seriously i think he died in middle of the flight or something. he did not BUDGE for 10 hours. so the next time we wanted to get out of our seat we were gonna try to jump over him. my friend was actually standing on the seat ready to jump but he was just too big for that so we were stuck. anyways mr. neurotic next to me was getting on everyone elses case also. by landing time they announced "everyone please put your seat straight up and do not open the luggage compartment untill we open the doors" so this guy in front of us still had his seat laid back. so the guy next to me says (loudly) hello!! they said to pick up your seat! you have to pick up your seat! sheesh chill out. then someone opened the luggage before we stopped moving and he had a fit also. Finally we landed after a a very looong flight. yay!
oh yeah and the trip itself was amazing ! lol
