Charlotte Airport bloggin' it out. My mom, dad, and sister followed me as far as they could while making faces, laughing, then crying, trying to embarrass me, and multiple hugs.
I made it through the security line. phew.
A1 was where I was headed to go from Charlotte to Toronto! You can't get a better flight than a flight full of Canadians. Fact.
While waiting, there was only one seat left next to an Indian guy in his mid 20s. I watched because I've been a creeper for most of my adolescence. The Indian guy, with a dot not a feather, proceeded to pull out cologne out of a tiny box with a delicate ribbon. Then... he sprays himself BUT... not once, not twice, but six! Yes six times! I like to think he was trying to impress me because he turned at me with a slightly creepy smile, but that might just be me trying to feed my ego, but let's go with it.
(I like how I write as if I'm talking to an audience of readers...when let's be honest it's just a sane way of talking to myself)
Anywhoo... Also while I was waiting till boarding, I was highly entertained by two little twin arab kids. They were too freakin cute! They were two years old and had fuzzy backpacks and were eating cheetos. I was extremely jealous. I held it against them when I glared. They knew.
(I am so strange what am I writing. Oh crap I'm talking to myself again)
I had a plane seat next to the window with an empty seat beside me and a hot British guy in front of me. Winning.
I love Toronto, Canada! Everyone smiles. Also the hot British guy talked to me and asked me where I was going. I told him Ireland and he said too bad because he's going to London. (I quickly changed my flight to London. Kidding. You guys are so gullible. And by you guys I mean the other voices in my head).
I'll never see him again.
(because he died in a plane crash)
(I'm lying again... I just most likely will never see him again)
I had to wait an hour until boarding my flight from Toronto to Dublin. But...there were huge TVs everywhere in the Toronto airport. I might decide to live here. In the airport that is. I was watching a mastercard commercial that was all in french but the news is in english=Best of both worlds. I think Canada took the best of it's favorite countries and then tried to go unnoticed so it would stay a special secret.
And then on the news was a ripped sexy Canadian black guy with his shirt off and dreds breakdancing in the streets of Toronto. I'm in love with Canada. If American news was like this, I would watch the news more often.
A guy next to me is reading his kindle and the whole thing is in chinese symbols!
CRazY awesome!
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