Well I made it so San Fransisco in one piece last night. I flew from one of the smallest airports I have ever been in into one of the largest(Hong Kong international is the largest airport I have ever been to). I flew out of Long Beach, which is a tiny little airport and I flew into San Francisco International airport which is huge.
I flew Jet.Blue, which I love. There is a lot more room in those seats than the ones on South.west.
A few things have changed since the last time I flew on Jet.Blue:
They don't provide you with headphones anymore. I am fine with this, as I always wondered how all those disposable headphones were affecting our environment. The only problem is I forgot my headphones, so I had to buy some for a dollar(which I will keep for next time, and not throw away). I had to buy them after I was already on the plane because I didn't realize until then that they wouldn't be giving them out. So the flight attendant comes over the loud speaker and says they will be coming around selling headphones for a dollar but they don't accept cash. I was like "Huh?" How are we going to pay for them then? She went on to explain that they accepted debit cards only. Then she proceeded to come down the aisle with a teeny tiny debit machine(smaller than the palm of her hand) and she slid my car through and said thanks and went on her way. It looked like a children's toy. I didn't even enter my pin or get a receipt or anything. Technology!
I was also bummed to realize that they no longer give out full sized snacks like they used to. They usually give out whole bags of chips or cookies and full size water bottles. Not anymore. Now you get a tiny package of mini cookies or cashews and a mini water bottle. The were still giving out the whole can of soda if you ordered that. But I hadn't had a chance to eat much of anything for dinner and I was hungry so that little bag of cashews didn't do much for me.
The t.v.'s were on the fritz for the entire trip, so those headphones that cost me a dollar didn't do me any good at all. I had forgotten my book at home so I had little else to do than scooch as far towards the wall as I could and not touch woman sitting next to me.
Why, you ask? I am not normally an anti-social person. I can be pretty shy, but I am friendly when other people talk to me and will have a conversation with someone if they start one up.
Well as I boarded the plane and walked down the aisle to my seat, I see there are only two seats in my row, an aisle and a window seat. Mine was the window seat and another woman was sitting in the aisle. As I approached my seat I smiled at her and said "I'm by the window". Not even glancing at me or acknowledging me at all, she stands up to let me in. In doing so, she whacks her head on the ceiling.
I put my hand on her arm and said "Oh, are you alright?" She quickly snatched her arm away from my hand and said nothing. She wouldn't even look at me. At this point I am starting to move into my seat and I turn to her and say "I'm sorry". For what, I don't know because she is the one who stood up too fast and bumped her head, not me! It's not my fault! She simply turned her head away from me and pretended she hadn't even heard me.
Mean! While we are waiting for the rest if the passengers to board she notices that the arm rest is not down so she slammed it down firmly to make sure I stayed on my side of the airplane. Later on during the flight my arm strayed over the arm rest and touched hers slightly and she pulled her arm away from me quickly like I had the plague or something.
I spent the entire hour and fifteen minute flight squished up against the window of the plane, trying not to touch her. Oh yeah, and bored and hungry too. I tried to sleep but was unable.
Good times. At least next time I'll have my Dad to keep me company on the plane so I don't have to sit next to any mean ladies.
I guess the only important thing is that I arrived safely and got to see the kids before I went to bed and in a few minutes me and Lisa are headed out to the Scrapbook festival.