First thing: everything. I don't like pretty much everything about being in an airport because of EVERYTHING. I'm just going to sit here and make grumpy face as I sit and wait for whatever it is I am waiting for.
Ok, ok, this is what I mean by everything. . . *waves arms around*
I suppose I'll start with the "waiting" part. I have learned to be more patient in my life than I once used to be, but I still don't like to wait for things that I really don't have to. Things like waiting in line to checkout, or waiting for something to cook, or something along those lines, I don't mind. I don't like how much time I have to spend in an airport just. . . waiting. . . You have to arrive at the airport super early (which really bit us in the ass when we were 10 minutes late to or flight and had to reschedule, causing us to wait even more). After waiting to get your tickets, you have to wade through security, and then you have to wait to get to your terminal (transportation and whatnot). Then it's even more waiting for you to board your plane, and wait to taxi out the the runway, then wait to take off. However long your flight is, well, I just hope you brought something to do. . . Then when you land, wait to get off the plane, possibly get to your next flight if you have one, if not, go wait by the baggage claim. Now go wait for your ride out of the airport, etc. . . etc. . . etc. . .
So when it comes to being in an airport, I'm an impatient little bastard, deal with it (I have too).
Aright, what else to I not like about the airport, well, it costs too damn much, that's for sure. Everything is ridiculously expensive from the start. Tickets can be anywhere from 300 to 3,000 depending on: A. How early you bought them. B. what airline you are flying with. C. We're you want to sit on the plane. D. How many transfer flights you have (for some reason, its impossible to get a direct flight without being a millionaire). and E. how much luggage you have. Now, that's all just for one person!!! That's insane!!! But wait, there's more!!! You can choose to upgrade your flight to a better spot, or change to a more convent flight (if there is space). Now, what if you get hungry? Everything in airport stores are about 75% more expensive because they are in an airport, and that makes them more. . . special? If you want something other than overly processed food that was hastily thrown together to eat, actual restaurants in airports get to charge so much more for their goods. *waves arms around again* Its incredible!!!
Now we get into the more personal problems I have with the airport. I, personally, don't like being around a lot of people, and what do airports have? A LOT OF PEOPLE, and they really can't help that. People need to travel, there is nothing wrong with that. But when I look around at people, I see that few people actually look happy. Most people are stressed out from whatever it is that they have to travel for, whether that is family, business, their job, etc, its always stressful. Everyone just wants to stay out of everyone else's way and not have anyone bother them. I am very much like this, I won't bother you if you won't bother me (except if you are my sister, muwahaha). Now, I'm always going to be friendly and polite to those around me, because, well, there really isn't any reason for me to be rude and unreasonable, is there?
I much prefer driving to my destination, even if its more dangerous and time consuming, I love the feeling of driving, and there is more option for sudden adventures!!!
Alright, there must be something I like about flying, right? Well, yes, there is. Funny enough, the only thing I like about flying is the FLYING part. Feeling the forces of take-off and when the plane lands, I love getting knocked back into my chair as the plane moves. I'm the kind of person who loves going on roller coasters because of how it feels. Blood rushing to everywhere, my stomach pushed down to my hip, my brain sinking into my skull. . . Things that would normally cause severe damage in any other circumstance, I LOVE that. I adore the feeling of the plane rumbling around as we pass through the clouds, and even more so when we have turbulence during a storm. I can't help but feel giddy as I am tossed around my seat.
When we took off this morning, we were just missing a handful of storms, but we managed to feel quite a bit of turbulence as the plane was going up. As we were bouncing around, I turned to my sister and she had an expression on her face that was the cross between excitement and concern. I told her that it's moment like these that I wish I had a cowboy hat. I motioned around like i was on a roller coater or riding a horse.
It's a rather terrifying thing when you think about it, going at speeds faster than your brain can quickly process at an altitude that could otherwise kill you under different circumstances. So how do I cope with being in a state that could lead to my death at any moment? Well, with humor of course!!! I can't let myself get too worried about things or I will be incapable of functioning. Live, laugh, learn, or whatever it is that they decorate walls with. Sure, my 'make everything funny' tendency gets me in more trouble than necessary, but it helps me when I have to look back on a situation. I'm serious when it matters, but light hearted and humors during the more stressful parts to maintain a certain level of calm.
If you think about it too hard it won't make sense, just go with it.
Alright, that's all I've got today. See you on the ground, kiddies!!!
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