I don't know where I parked my car.
All I remember from 4:00 Thursday morning is that I was running late. Horribly, painfully late.
The fact that I even made my first flight from Charlotte to JFK is a gift. I caught that gnome of a plane only after making a dramatic dash through the terminal and a brisk little jaunt on the tarmac.
Our hobbit plane, however, ended up making an emergency landing in Norfolk due to the poor old gentleman on the flight that was having a stroke.
Once we got him safely to the EMTs waiting, we re-routed that mess and made it to New York an hour later.
The flight from New York to Tokyo wasn't bad. For whatever reason, I couldn't sleep much. So, instead I watched New Moon, Whip It and another movie that completely escapes me... so apparently, it was quite good. I also watched an episode of 30 Rock, Parks and Recreation, CSI, The Mentalist, NCIS, Man vs. Food, and many more.
As a side note, let me just say that by the end of my traveling, I was intensely sick of thanking all the rich people for being rich.
"Thank you for choosing Delta! We'd like to take a minute to thank our super shiny golden fancy members for flying with us. We do appreciate your business and are so glad you have more money than the people we just sandwiched in the back. Keep making money and thanks again!"
Don't get me wrong. If I had the means, I'd be flying "business class" all the damn time. However, I would be a little embarrassed to have someone spewing gratitude at me, knowing full well that the people behind me were wishing that my mimosa was infused with another person's bodily fluids.
The flight from Tokyo to Hong Kong was boring and I had a far greater desire to sleep. Somewhere in the middle of unconsciousness and lucidity, I realized that I have no idea where I parked my car. That should be fun when I get back.
While in line at immigration, I started to panic. I thought perhaps I had read the information on Hong Kong incorrectly and that I was supposed to get a visa and that I'd spend 4 or 5 days in Airport Jail.
I always do this. Even when I'm in line to check in for a domestic flight. Suddenly, I think I got the time wrong, the date is wrong or I left my ID in the freezer next to the english muffins.
Luckily, I didn't need the visa (which I knew all along) and made my way to the most beautiful sight in the world.
Sonya Rae.
She was jumping and waving and then ran at me as soon as I was at a safe distance from other travelers.
We made a good American spectacle in a way that only Sonya can bring out in me.
She guided me in my jetlagged stupor to her wonderful hotel where she ordered me food and pet my head.
I'm going to be singing her praises all week until everyone wants to chuck, so grab your vomit bags and get used to it.
I am now sitting at her computer while she works and am happy that I'll have time to blog while all of this is still fresh in my mind grapes.
Now, as a gift to my host country, I am going to shower.
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LoL, looks like its gonna be an awesome trip!
That's hysterical. Good hygine really is the best gift we can share with the world.
Have a great trip!
So glad you made it there safely! How did you like Whip It??! Or had you seen it before and had we already discussed it? What an eventful trip over...if that was just the flight, I can't wait to hear about the rest of your visit!
You made it! How long was that flight? Sounds like it took a million years. Have fun!
Searching for your car is part of the joy of traveling, along with security people staring at you while you remove half your clothes in line for the metal detector and having some random woman try to walk off with your shoes before you get out the other side.
So glad you made it! Good luck finding your car when you get back. I always forget where I park on campus...haha.
be safe, have fun... start having dreams about where your car might be... because I couldn't imagine hunting for a car in an airport parking lot! :)
I'm so glad you got there! My airport experiences pretty much pale in comparison to yours.
I've had to do the emergency landing thing before too when someone on the plane went into diabetic shock. This is something that I hope I never have to experience again.
I'm so glad you made it! Have a great time; eat, get fat, have fun.
Sounds like a great time will be had! I hope you remember where you car is just in time.
I can't believe they kept thanking the business class passengers! That would grind me too! Surely they should be thanking the people who've packed themselves into the tiny cattle class seats instead!
Reasons I no longer travel on Delta. The last flight with them I was totally annoyed......they really make you feel like a second class citizen sitting back there in your squished together seats.
I hate how they thank the gold members. Gee, thanks for thanking me, cuz last I checked I had to cut off an arm and part of my foot for my seat. And my children will never be able to play sports what with their little stubs.
Damn you Delta!
Anyway, glad you got there and did you enjoy watching New Moon?? That might be the one thing that could get me through a long ass plane ride to Japan. Is their runway and stuff crazy, or what???
LOL
Glad you made it safely to your destination!
Hubby & I got bumped to first class by a random act of (military-association) God this past Christmas. When we went up to claim our 'upgrade' the man at the counter looked as if he'd instantly regretted it when he saw the little baby in my arms. I'm pretty sure the passengers in first along with us were cursing us, too. Oops. Haha.
So glad you made it safe! You're going to have a fantastic time!!
I lose my car EVERYTIME I'm at an airport! I swear they move it once I walk away.
Looking for your car is a story that I'm looking forward to.
Glad you arrived safe. Got a little something for you over at my place when you have a second...
Cheers lady!
i found your blog on SITS and i really enjoy your blog, you are hysterical. have an awesome trip!!
I'm so glad you survived the 3-day flight. Were you sitting next to the guy having a stroke? Because I would freak. the. hell. out. Oh what? I've CPR/First Aid certified more times than a professional lifeguard? Doesn't matter...if it's not on the little plastic card that tells me where the emergency exits are, how to put on an oxygen mask and what alcoholic beverages are for sale...I will probably not remember how to do it.
Can't wait to hear more. And I hope your shower was uneventful. The last time I showered in a foreign country, I got an unwelcome surprise...
You sure do travel a lot. I'm not sure if that's good or bad. I was once bumped up to first class on a flight because they had overbooked coach. It was very nice to say the least. Big comfy seats, constant attention from the flight attendants, and one of the best dang ice cream sundaes I've ever had.
first off, we'd like to take a moment to thank you poor people as well for showering occasionally so your stench doesn't waft up here to our gold/platinum/diamond class members in business class.
chris and i just flew back from colorado last night and were pretty close to missing our plane. so i told him a story about how i was late for my flight (from chicago to indiana actually to visit our dear sisar lisa) and had to run on the tarmac to get it. and he told me they don't do that anymore. so thanks for the proof that it actually DOES still happen!
ps- i hope you have a blast in hong kong! chris is going there (as well as a few other places in china) on a global study trip during his spring break in two weeks. but he won't have anyone like sonya rae so you'll probably have way more fun than him. anyways, LOVE YOU!
Enjoy the rest of your trip!
P.S. The security folks can help you find your car when you get back if you give them your license plate number, using their radar or something. Anyway, true story...so don't fret while you're gone. :)
You made it! Hope you are having a blast!
As a seasoned traveler and Smartest Woman in the Universe I say; immigration-schmimmigration.
Forget papers, identification and visa nonsense. Always, ALWAYS travel with a suitcase full of nice bras.
Sara, you had me on the edge of my seat with your story. Great reading and so descriptive, I thought I was sitting next to you the whole time. Thanks for taking the time to visit me. Have a glorious day, friend. Keri (a.k.a. Sam)
Hello - I'm your newest stalker, uh, I mean Follower! lol Saw you on the Brew... stopped by for a half-a-glance and ended up reading 4 posts before I realized that I still hadn't gone to the bathroom or finished the laundry (which was where I was supposedly heading after I checked the Brew) So... yeah. You're awesome, and I'll read more later, sorry but I really, realllllly have to pee.
~M
But who IS sonya rae? Did I miss the explanation?
Good gravy. It has been this long since I have read your blog?! Pardon my french but where the flip flop have I been?
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