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Wednesday March 9, 2006
I’m sitting in the Lubbock International airport waiting for my flight to Los Angeles, and my back is hurting from sitting so much over the past two days. Yesterday was fun in itself as I spent the ENTIRE day in an airport.
8:50 am: Toronto to Dallas
The way down to Dallas was terrific—I was on one of the new (err, at least new to me) Air Canada planes and there were freaking touch screen monitors and an amazing selection of movies, with different genres and films like Capote, and Water. The music was also waaaay more up to date with Albums from the top 20 (and you could select which CD you wanted to listen to), current TV shows, and games. My only mistake was watching the movie Water. This in no way means I thought it was bad movie, in fact it was one of the best movies I’ve watched in a while (but I was much more enthralled with Deepa Mehta’s ‘Earth’). I couldn’t stop crying and I can only imagine what the people walking down the aisle thought when they passed me crying and wiping my eyes dry.
11:30 am (central time): Arrival in Dallas
At this point I was starving and had the shakes so I rushed to the closest sandwich bar I could find. I felt uncomfortable because everyone was staring at me (most likely because I was the only person of a visible minority). I astounded the server when I spoke English without an accent. Highlight? Riding the Skylink to get to my connecting terminal. I think they have 6-7 different terminals. The architecture in the newer ones is beautiful—a clean modern look with plenty of glass and shiny granite floors. The escalators are incredibly high and have this sort of hypnotizing feel when you watch the down escalators as you go up.
Picture I took in DFW
3:54 pm: Still in Dallas?
Around 2:30 my I met up with my colleague who was flying in from Florida so that we could connect to our flight to Lubbock together. Flight departure was originally scheduled for 3:54. Something about a windshield wiper requiring replacement
4:30 pm: Still in Dallas.
Apparently it’s the windshield wiper’s motor that need replacing. At this point I’m thinking, “What the fuck? Texas rarely gets rain. Why do we need to fix it?”
4:45 pm: Still in Dallas
My colleague and I are talking to the pilot (I thought the man was carry guns from all the stickers on his travel case. E.g. Don’t like guns? Then get out!) and he said that Lubbock was getting thunderstorms
5:00 pm: DFW still? AH!!!
Announcement that they are going to try and bring a new plane. Leaving at 5:30.
5:45 pm: Guess where I am?
Still in Dallas. The new plane didn’t come and they delayed it till 6:30. Colleague and I give up waiting and go and get some frozen yogurt. Big mistake. Yogurt wasn’t the best… and I got a large size. Decided to stuff my face anyways as I was so hungry.
6:30: Finally!
I was still stuffing my face with my cookie dough blast as we were lining up to board the plane. Needless to say I was super excited to finally go and just settle in before a day of meetings. I fell asleep before we were even up in the air and woke up just after take off. A little freaked out I thought we were still on the runway and looked out to see the lights of Dallas below us. Of course I was ecstatic but then all of a sudden the plane started to shake because of some turbulence. I fell asleep again. About a half hour into the flight I felt like I was being shaken awake, but it was really the turbulence we were experiencing because the pilot was flying through a thunder storm. I’m not sure how many of you have even flown through a storm, but it was like a scene out of television: people in the rows in front of you clinging for dear life, bouncing and swaying in their seats. Honest to God, I thought I was going to die. I looked out my window and wanted to cry at the sight of the lightening flashing around us while the damn lights on the plane’s wings were dampened by the cloud around us. I didn’t want to grip my armrests because I would have made the child who was sitting next to me panic even more (the poor boy was turning green, not to mention I was also regretting eating so much of that terrible frozen yogurt). All I could think about was how much I didn’t want to die in an aeroplane. I mean we were going to Lubbock! You know Lubbock… put onto the map by Texas Tech, and Buddy Holly—who is also buried in Lubbock… who died in a plane crash. BUDDY HOLLY DIED IN A PLANE CRASH! I didn’t want to die like Buddy Holly on my way to Lubbock. So for 30 minutes I thought I was going to die, and was still pretty shaken after we landed in Lubbock. I left with the chatter of people behind me saying how they had never been through such a rough flight. Like no shit!
I’m sitting in the Lubbock International airport waiting for my flight to Los Angeles, and my back is hurting from sitting so much over the past two days. Yesterday was fun in itself as I spent the ENTIRE day in an airport.
8:50 am: Toronto to Dallas
The way down to Dallas was terrific—I was on one of the new (err, at least new to me) Air Canada planes and there were freaking touch screen monitors and an amazing selection of movies, with different genres and films like Capote, and Water. The music was also waaaay more up to date with Albums from the top 20 (and you could select which CD you wanted to listen to), current TV shows, and games. My only mistake was watching the movie Water. This in no way means I thought it was bad movie, in fact it was one of the best movies I’ve watched in a while (but I was much more enthralled with Deepa Mehta’s ‘Earth’). I couldn’t stop crying and I can only imagine what the people walking down the aisle thought when they passed me crying and wiping my eyes dry.
11:30 am (central time): Arrival in Dallas
At this point I was starving and had the shakes so I rushed to the closest sandwich bar I could find. I felt uncomfortable because everyone was staring at me (most likely because I was the only person of a visible minority). I astounded the server when I spoke English without an accent. Highlight? Riding the Skylink to get to my connecting terminal. I think they have 6-7 different terminals. The architecture in the newer ones is beautiful—a clean modern look with plenty of glass and shiny granite floors. The escalators are incredibly high and have this sort of hypnotizing feel when you watch the down escalators as you go up.
Picture I took in DFW
3:54 pm: Still in Dallas?
Around 2:30 my I met up with my colleague who was flying in from Florida so that we could connect to our flight to Lubbock together. Flight departure was originally scheduled for 3:54. Something about a windshield wiper requiring replacement
4:30 pm: Still in Dallas.
Apparently it’s the windshield wiper’s motor that need replacing. At this point I’m thinking, “What the fuck? Texas rarely gets rain. Why do we need to fix it?”
4:45 pm: Still in Dallas
My colleague and I are talking to the pilot (I thought the man was carry guns from all the stickers on his travel case. E.g. Don’t like guns? Then get out!) and he said that Lubbock was getting thunderstorms
5:00 pm: DFW still? AH!!!
Announcement that they are going to try and bring a new plane. Leaving at 5:30.
5:45 pm: Guess where I am?
Still in Dallas. The new plane didn’t come and they delayed it till 6:30. Colleague and I give up waiting and go and get some frozen yogurt. Big mistake. Yogurt wasn’t the best… and I got a large size. Decided to stuff my face anyways as I was so hungry.
6:30: Finally!
I was still stuffing my face with my cookie dough blast as we were lining up to board the plane. Needless to say I was super excited to finally go and just settle in before a day of meetings. I fell asleep before we were even up in the air and woke up just after take off. A little freaked out I thought we were still on the runway and looked out to see the lights of Dallas below us. Of course I was ecstatic but then all of a sudden the plane started to shake because of some turbulence. I fell asleep again. About a half hour into the flight I felt like I was being shaken awake, but it was really the turbulence we were experiencing because the pilot was flying through a thunder storm. I’m not sure how many of you have even flown through a storm, but it was like a scene out of television: people in the rows in front of you clinging for dear life, bouncing and swaying in their seats. Honest to God, I thought I was going to die. I looked out my window and wanted to cry at the sight of the lightening flashing around us while the damn lights on the plane’s wings were dampened by the cloud around us. I didn’t want to grip my armrests because I would have made the child who was sitting next to me panic even more (the poor boy was turning green, not to mention I was also regretting eating so much of that terrible frozen yogurt). All I could think about was how much I didn’t want to die in an aeroplane. I mean we were going to Lubbock! You know Lubbock… put onto the map by Texas Tech, and Buddy Holly—who is also buried in Lubbock… who died in a plane crash. BUDDY HOLLY DIED IN A PLANE CRASH! I didn’t want to die like Buddy Holly on my way to Lubbock. So for 30 minutes I thought I was going to die, and was still pretty shaken after we landed in Lubbock. I left with the chatter of people behind me saying how they had never been through such a rough flight. Like no shit!
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