Saturday, May 26, 2007

California Here We Come...

Ok...so staying up til 2:40am and only getting 2 hours of sleep before a long day of traveling officially screwed me over. I am now practically the living dead... I'll post more about the plane ride and how I arrived at my current residence later. For now, entertain yourselves with this entry I wrote while I was at the airport in Newark, NJ:

Wow I can't believe it's only 7:40am and I'm not asleep. I'm thoroughly deprived of sleep since I only slept for 2 hours last night. Right now I'm sitting at terminal C98 waiting to board Continental Airlines flight 548 which will depart from Newark (EWR) at 8:50am. I just finished checking in/going through security and then walked about 2 miles to get here since this is the last terminal at the end of a hallway!! Now I have nothing to do for an hour.


I don't really mind though. I love airports, they're always bustling with people and different kinds of people too. You glance around and you see people everywhere (well not so much at 7:40 but …you get what I mean). And they're also full of interesting shops. I just went into a duty-free shop where they had all different kinds of alcohol and perfume. There was a bottle of cognac on display for $1299. Jesus!


One thing I saw that I don't understand is why there are women here dressed up like they're going out at night or something. I don't mean they look slutty or anything, they look nice. But those heels must be really comfortable. I mean, you're traveling, you're constantly moving, walking, going to places, why torture yourself by wearing pumps? Ok, so I've heard about those expensive designer ones that are supposedly comfortable…but even those can't grant you eternal comfort, you're still exerting a huge amount of pressure on your feet (physics….anyone?). Granted, you are going to be on a plane, sitting in a crammed corner for 6 hours. But if that's the case, surely there won't be a need to wear high heels since people wear heels to:

1. show off their legs

2. show off their body

3. show how tall they are

4. show how much they just loove their shoes (Think OMG Shoes-Kelly)

But, all of these things requires them to stand, which, quite frankly, I don't really see a lot of in a plane.


O god, for some reason I chose to sit in a seat where the sun is shining right in my face. It's not so bright right now because it's a little cloudy out, but still. The people at C98 are quite interesting. There are a couple of people around my age (I think)…they're all either sleeping or listening to their ipods, or both. There are quite a lot of middle-aged to elderly couples. There is a dressed up woman (yep she's wearing heels) next to me clutching a Louis Vouitton bag. She was doing her eyed1wliner just a minute before. Now she's checking her PDA. I hope she doesn't catch me glancing at her…THAT would be weird.


Gah! Unfortunately, my seat is also positioned so that I'm facing the window and away from almost everyone else. So I'd have to turn around and be extremely obvious when I'm checking people out. To my diagonal left behind me, there are three men in uniform. I'm assuming they're the captain and his assistants. One of them looks younger while the other two are definitely older. I hope one of the older ones will be flying the plane since I'm pretty sure they have more experience.


A bunch of people kept on going up to the place where you give them your boarding pass. Um, it's 8 o'clock, people. Be patient! There's still 50 minutes left!


Ok I think I'm going to listen to my ipod now...

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