Okay, so, I said I would post about my trip to Forks, and so I'm doing that now.
On the plane going to Seattle, it was devil-child central. Both on the first plane and the plane connecting from Kansas city to Seattle. I counted no less than four screaming children located on each plane. Six. Freaking. Hours of that crap. Thank God for mp3 players, right? I'm sure Breonna was having a blast. (She's a friend of mine who went with me.)
On the plane going to Seattle, it was devil-child central. Both on the first plane and the plane connecting from Kansas city to Seattle. I counted no less than four screaming children located on each plane. Six. Freaking. Hours of that crap. Thank God for mp3 players, right? I'm sure Breonna was having a blast. (She's a friend of mine who went with me.)
Well, by the time we got to Seattle, we were exhausted. We just wanted to see the mountains, get to our hotel quickly, and go to sleep. But of course it wouldn't work that way, would it? When we were driving from the airport to the hotel, we were searching the horizons for those beautiful Olympic mountains. No such luck. There was a solid wall of clouds and smog that obstructed the view of the spectacular mountains. I was really dissapointed because I wanted Breonna to see the mountains. But we would see them later, so no worries.
When we were finally in the city, we had trouble finding our hotel. The GPS was acting up, of course. The one time you rely on it, it malfunctions. It took us down roads that led in the opposite direction of the hotel, led us to empty warehouses, and told us to go down roads that didn't exist. Eventually, we made it to the hotel and once we were there it was fine. As soon as we pulled up, the concierge opened our doors for us, took our bags up to our room for us, and parked the car for us. (They even checked in for us!) It was awesome. I felt like an important person. Like a diplomat, or a powerful mob boss or something.
We had finally gotten to our room, and we immediately hopped into the comfortable beds to sleep, for we had to get up early the next morning. Breonna and my mother fell asleep immediately, but because there's obviously something wrong with me, I could not fall asleep. I lay awake for hours, until finally I was so tired that my mind just shut down. Of course, in the morning, I was dead tired.
More of my trip in a bit. I still have to hunt down my pictures. ;-P
-M.
