I love traveling, but I despise airports. All the lines and the waiting. Oh, the waiting. It makes me want to pull all my hair out and scream at the top of my lungs. It shows you how patient I am.
"Sara, are you okay?" Chante asks while raising an eyebrow. I laugh at that knowing why she asks. Even though I am 5'4 and 135 maybe 140 pounds, I intimidate guys who could throw me about 3 football fields away. Furthermore, I have a 'bitch" face that makes everyone think that I am crossed. No people, It's just my face. However, I am a little irritated. It's 11:30 PM abd I haven't ate anything. Thank god, this is the last line I have to stand in.
I giggle. "I'm fine. I'm thinking about all the French boys and girls that I will pursue" I wink at her.
"You're such a hoe, Sara" She rolls her eyes, walking towards my favorite place, the food vendors.
I laugh. "No, no, no. You're mistaken. I am no hoe, I am simply the master of the hoes. I am the pimp." I say proudly, feeling my friend roll her eyes at me for the tenth time.
'Whatever you say." She shakes her head and walks to the cashier. 'I would like pomegranate tea and a fruit salad" I grimace at her choice of food. She paid for her food and moves aside for me. Usually, I would order coffee and some other sweets, but I plan on sleeping as soon as I board. "May I have lemon ginger tea, strawberry yogurt, and pesto chicken florentine? Please and Thank you." I say with a smile. I turn to my bestfriend who had a look of disbelief on her face.
'What? I like being polite." I shrug my shoulders. Rudeness is an epidemic. She shakes her head. 'Not that. All that food you just ordered".
"I'm hungry, so sue me"
'Here's your food, ladies" The cashier smiles at us. I return it. We grab our food and head to our gate right in front of the food vendor. It was 11:41 PM and we board at midnight.
"We're now boarding priority flyers first.." I stopped listening after she called priority flyers. I am so happy I used my American Express card to book this flight.
We take our bags and head in. I put our bags in the overhead compartment before taking my seat, the window seat. I grab a pillow, blanket, headphones, and my iPod touch. I put on White Rabbit by Jefferson Airplane and drift away.
To paris, with love ♥
