In Flight

I'm writing this post from somewhere over the pacific ocean. I got dropped off at the airport earlier today by my mother. I met part of my group at the gate. I survived the four hour flight from Chicago to LA with little issue, other than being tightly wedged between to large men. Our group landed in LAX early and then had to make a mile hike to the proper terminal, but we got there eventually. The plane we're on now is HUGE. Ten people in each row huge. But luckily it is not that full. There's an empty seat next to me, and the lady in front of me has and entire row to herself. It's been a pleasant flight. Each seat has it's own screen with an overwhelming selection of movies, tv shows, and music to entertain me. I haven't picked up my kindle this entire flight. It's a hard choice on flights like these. "Alright, I got 14 hours for flying ahead of me. Should I sleep like I'm supposed to? or should I watch the entire third season of Family Guy, then watch all the movies?" They have all the movies I wanted to see in the theaters, but never had time to see. So it's been a hard choice. I slept for probably 5 hours, and I'm still tired, but I just cant sleep upright anymore. I'll tough it out. The service on this flight has been really nice too. We got dinner with potatoes and chicken, and an actually really good berry cake in cream. I got hungry a bit a go so I used my screen to order myself hot chocolate and cookies. A stewardess came right away with it. I think booze is free on this flight too. Dinner had a wine pairing that I did not partake in.

After I finished finals, I got a really bad cold. I had a fever a few days ago, and I'm still coughing a lot, but I'm mostly better. I just feel bad for the people next to me who get to deal with the gathering snow of dirty tissues.  Oh wow. I'm watching the little airplane move across my screen. Aparenlty it's -52 degrees outside the plane. Jez. Planes are amazing. I always feel bad for the people sitting next to me. I'm a very figgety person. I'm probably in my bag every thirty seconds. I've also been coughing quite all flight. But we only got two hours left on this flight, and two hours on the next flight. And I get breakfast soon!