En Route

Sometime between Central and Paris time
Most likely February 2, 2006

Alrighty, It’s 11:51 p.m. Central and 6:51 a.m. Paris (I’m not sure what their time zone is called). I’m on the plane. I have a window seat and no one sitting next to me. :D The plane isn’t even half full. I did a head count earlier. There are approximately 50 people in coach and 20 or so in first class. I heard through the grapevine that there are 260 seats… so pretty much, the plane isn’t full at all.
Now that that’s clear, I’m BORED! Mom strung FIVE pearl necklaces for me to knot and I forgot them at home! I’m incredible bummed. So here’s what happened: I got this massive book-bag on Sunday and it just so happened to be ridiculously on sale, so my mom picked up 2 extra, because they’ll be visiting in April. She started putting crap in the pink one, but I took the red one. Well anyway, the beads are relitivly small, so pretty much, we assumed they were packed when they really weren’t. And that blew almost my whole entertainment plan. Lift off was neat/intense. I could defiantly feel the altitude change. I’ve watched a movie: In Good Company, took a nap, ate dinner (pretty marginal, but I still ate it). And that’s about all.
There’s a girl sitting straight across from me, she looks like Jessie Bouche. Also, I think she thinks that I’m weird, because I keep looking at her. However, the way I’m sitting, she’s the first think I see when I look up. I’d think I’m weird too, but oh well. There’s a guy a few rows back that keeps looking at me… but maybe that’s because I keep looking at him. :D There’s a couple with a young baby (Xang!) It’s a cute baby, but it likes to cry. And there was defiantly a diaper (dirty) in the isle. It made me laugh; it was probably only funny because it didn’t smell. And somewhere on this plane, is someone with a Julian laugh, because I’ve heard it three times. I laugh too. :D
Julie flew in from Omaha and we met up with her almost right when she disembarked from the plane. AND! She called me before she was in Omaha and told me her seat number, 36J. Then later, I was randomly assigned to 35J. What a cowinkidink.
/Sigh* I could keep typing for another hour, because I’m just not tired and there are so many little details to comment on. I think there’s only one other person besides myself that is still awake… oh and the baby. Ya know, not to be critical or anything, but there are quite a few open seats in first class and I think that it would have been very nice of American Airlines to offer the adorable family (they really are cute) first class seats. I’m not just saying that so they wouldn’t be sitting by me. :D
SOOOOO…. Some miscellaneous details before I rap this puppy up. I cried when I said good-bye to the parents (they got to go through security with me). I wore my moose hat, my mom said a lot of people stared at me and I stuck out like a sore thumb. :D My IPod is acting weird and it’s PISSING ME OFF! (Kinda, and if it keeps acting weird, then I’m gonna get a new one… provide the budget allows.) I have about two more hours until I land. And I’m hungry. :D
Tchow.