Michelle dropped me off at 445 am at Philadelphia’s airport. We were worried that my bag would be over the fifty pound limit. I checked in with a 47 pound bag. My carryon and boarding bag went with me to security.
There was a long, long line to get to security. They had a dog sniffing shoes, so we didn’t have to remove them going through the actual security portion. I wish that I’d had my phone with me, instead of having it go through security, because I would have loved some photos of the stuff going through.
A woman shoved past me to get her bag through all of ten seconds faster than me. She reeked of fresh vodka at 5 am. Maybe she needed to get rid of the liquid in her bag?
One of men in front of me had one of those security bins full of bags of potato chips and the other with a loose oatmeal cookie and his cell phone. The cell phone was confiscated, but not the cookie. I didn’t stick around to find out why.
I had moved my seat when I checked in, so I knew I didn’t have anyone next to me on the first leg of the flight. When I boarded the plane, I put on my headphones and immediately fell asleep. I woke up for breakfast, pictured below, and then I went right back to sleep.
I woke up at touchdown. I grabbed my bag and wandered down to the next gate, at the opposite end of the terminal. I found a seat and almost right away they called for volunteers to gate check bags. I am headed home, so there’s no reason to not do it, and I’d packed it, expecting it, since I was going to board in group E anyhow.
I ended up seated next to a man who had taken a sleeping pill. At least I wasn’t required to try to chat most of the flight. I slept on and off.
Eventually, we got to the end of the flight, and the guy decides he wants to chat. He’s on his first vacation with his boyfriend of three months. I gave him suggestions about what to see. The part I didn’t know about, I told him where to find the info.
My suitcases came out fairly quickly and I headed to lunch before going home to nap. I had to rest before going off to class.