But some how everything came together and I remember siting in the airport on Wednesday (May 26th) waiting for Korianne and thinking “What the hell have I gotten myself into?” With that being said I believe that Wednesday will be the first of a series of blogs about BEA.
Wednesday morning I awoke to rain and a missed phone call from Gen—her and her boyfriend Adam were also going to attend BEA however they were flying in from California. I was all packed and ready to embark on the journey to New York. I was sure of two thinks 1) My plane would crash and 2) I was going to pepper spray someone. (Sadly neither thing happened.)
I have never flown alone. With that being said planes do not scare me, I believe everything happens for a reason and if my plane crashed, oh well—either I would survive or I wouldn't. People get in car accidents everyday and I don't go around town tripping out about dying in a car.
I was a nerve ball though—you see, I am terrified of security check. I have no idea why. The only thing I can think of is arriving to the airport and getting pulled aside for some crazy reason causing me to lose my fight.
So I arrived at the airport—thank god I have a credit card because to check in luggage that is apparently what you need. I waited in line for a sold fifteen minutes to have a woman walk up to me and scream “ARE YOU HERE WITH A FAMILY?” I looked around as to say “Uh.. I'm alone. Do ya think I have the seven dwarfs packed away in my pocket?”
I was in the wrong lane. I had been pushed to the 'FAMILY LANE', which apparently all hell will break lose if one person goes through the checkpoint alone. I mumbled something under my breath and carried on to the 'SINGLE LANE'--which let me tell you being single (literally) in a SINGLE lane did not help my morning.
--Check back tomorrow for the next installment of my New York trip. If you read it please do leave a comment so I don't feel like I am wasting my time! xoxo