Texas Bound part 1

Okay, so yesterday I took an 11 hour trip to Texas. It was about 2 hours in the car, another 2 or 3 hours waiting in the airport, a 4 hour flight to Texas, and then a 45 minute trip to my aunt and uncle's house. Every day of my trip I'll post a blurb on things that have happened so far and after I get home, I'll print it all out and show my friends what I really did in Texas. So maybe the next time I go I won't be bombarded with requests for guns and cowboy hats. (Although I did see a couple cow boy hats in the airport, but the store was closed and I left my money back at home.)

Anyway....

Dear everybody,

Hey what's up? I left the house at about 12:30 and believe it or not I was actually excited. I wanted to see everybody's look when they saw the list of "presents" and I also couldn't wait to see the family I never get to see and get out of Poughkeepsie. (Isn't that what we are all planning on doing sooner or later?) The car ride to the airport was extremely long, the car was hot and I was scrunched in the back between two people, but I was listening to my music so I was able to forget about the trip and focus on what I was listening to for a couple minutes. The airport was...well it was a different airport than I usually go to so I was in a word...lost. After about an hour of waiting to get all the luggage checked in, getting our boarding passes and getting through airport security, I was extremely hungry. The airport only had two places to eat, Burger King and Sam Adams. So we all got a seat and waited for something to eat. I think that waiting for food took as long as the car ride, and for what seemed like an hour wait for soda and a pizza, it wasn't that good.

After we ate, we went down to the gate where we were supposed to be waiting...only for me to learn that the plane was headed to Alabama. Who in their right mind would go to F***ing Alabama? What's in Alabama anyway? I was reassured though, that the plane would only be stopping there for 15 minutes to re-fuel at a stop and then go from Alabama to Texas. The flight was supposed to be at 5:30 and it didn't seem like there were any problems, but apparently there were because my flight was delayed until 8 that night and after we called my aunt and uncle to tell them that the flight was delayed 2 1/2 hours the flight time was changed to 6...and then 6:30.

I don't know the exact time we actually left the airport though, it was probably almost 7...and the trip to Alabama was harsh, there were a lot of winds so the plane was pushed around in the air a little bit, and the pizza? It wasn't sitting well. (Sorry to tell you guys this but I said I'd give the full story) The layover in Alabama was much longer than 15 minutes and we had to stay on the plane, so...sorry guys but I didn't get you any gifts from Alabama, I barely set foot in there anyway. After about an hour in Birmingham, Alabama the plane took off again, and this time it went to Austin, Texas.

The flight was less harsh than the last flight, but there were thunderstorms so it still wasn't exactly a smooth ride, but at least when we got the airport in Austin, we could find out luggage easily and could leave quickly. Then we began our trek to my aunt and uncles house, we got lost several times (maybe we should have bought neverlost for the trip) and finally ended up at their front door around 11:3o. Oh and before I forget...in the airport in Austin, there was a store that had a rack full of cowboy hats of all colors, if the store wasn't closed maybe I would have bought one...and in the same store there were a ton of cups, shirts and other miscellaneous objects with the words "Keep Austin Weird" painted on them, just thought you guys would get a kick out of that.

Sincerely,

A.