
The trip started like most of my trips.....chaotic and fast paced. I have resigned the fact that I am a person who does well in the last minute. Right before the trip starts. There is no doubt about it, I am an individual who incites stress upon those around me. Mainly my mother and father. This resignation has allowed me to not be stressed at all but instead to place my stress upon those around me....Sorry! Plans change at the very last minute and I was running late (approx. one hour before the plane leaves late). But once I got through the gate and was on my way I am surprisingly calm. So off I go, onward and upward towards my destination.
Anyways aside the personal note, I am on my way to New York City where I will stay a night and then leave for Roma in the morning. I am super excited and just want to be there but I also recognize that much of the journey there is part of the trip so I am enjoying the time on the plane.
O Tiny Plane
O Tiny Plane
Why Must you vibrate my tush?
Why Must you continue to push,
To make the woman vomit behind me.
There is no doubt in my mind
That I feel your engines whine
While I understand the adventure
I see no reason why
Man still ascends t the sky
In something so sketch as this lovely
Wonderful Hunk of Metal
I am sitting in a EMB 120 Brasilia Plane. Basically it is a prop plane that is so very tiny. There is I would say 25 people on it and I am amazed at how tiny it is. It also vibrates a lot and it is hard to hear. I am enjoying the thought of my mother on this plane and how she would react to all the bumps, ups and downs, and general crazyness of this plane. I can only remember one other time in which I flew on a prop plane but I really like it. There is something about the adventure that is felt. I feel much like Indy on his way to an exciting adventure. Unfortunately the others on the plane do not share my sense of adventure for there is one puking behind me and the gentleman next to me has some very odd facial expressions all showing a general disdain for this flight,
Well I probably wrote too much as it is... But as I said this blog is not going to be the most exciting piece of travel literature there is but I will do the best that I can.

1 comment:
i like your poem, as so Chandler & Alyssa! miss you lots! have fun, i know you're on your way to Rome, so be safe!
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