Making Margaritas out of a Hurricane
I wake up at three in the morning with out the help of my phone alarm. I check it, as it was supposed to go off right before 3. Stupid. I set it for PM. I take my shower, and then Kell has hers. We leave the Motel 6 in Madison to go across the street to the Huntsville airport. Everything checked in and ready to go, we begin our adventure. Then we get to Atlanta, where we have to wait for 2.5 hours to get on our next plane. Which we do, and begin our adventure again. I notice a couple of things while flying. One is that people are eager to stand in a line. When boarding begins people jump up, just to wait like they're gonna get a premier seat. But they're not. They're getting the one that's on the ticket. No better, no worse. Same when getting off a plane. They jump up, only to wait for 10 minutes. We sit in our chair and wait patiently, comfortably. I also notice the lady across the isle that on a 2.5 hour flight, she Mary Poppins a giant roast beef sa