Tammi's World

Just Weird

I'm different this trip. Very different.

Now, let me start out by saying, I haven't had an issue with air travel at all. I was on a plane shortly after 9/11 and have flown many MANY times since then. No issues.

This time? Huh. Monday night I had nightmares. Serious nightmares. In my dream they were flying the plane into downtown Chicago. I knew what was happening so I made 2 calls. One was to make SURE someone knew I really cared. The other was to a friend. My first words were (surprisingly enough) "This is what I'm gonna need for you to do..." and then I proceeded to make sure she understood who to call and let them know I was thinking of them. Then I hung up the phone and woke up.

Never, never in my life have I had dreams like this. It really shook me up.

So anyway - I really paid attention in the terminal yesterday. Looking at my fellow passangers. One guy really caught my attention. By himself. No baggage what so ever. VERY clean shaven. Fit the "profile", if you know what I mean. And just sitting there - staring at people and mumbling. Really made me nervous. As they started to board they announced this flight was actually flying on to LA. LOVELY. It's an airbus. A little twinge at the back of my neck. So I'm one of the last passangers on. I'm watching everyone as they board.

All of a sudden there is a rukus at the gate. Another gentleman, who also fits the "profile" throwing a fit because he can't carry on his bottle of Snapple. Swearing he didn't have any issue on an earlier flight. They were NOT letting this guy carry this stuff on the plane. Period. But he sure did show his ass.

As I finally boarded I made sure I knew where both of these guys were sitting. (Like I could have done anything anyway) As we started down the runway I prayed. Then I just sat back and knew it was all out of my control.

The funny part of the trip was watchin' the "hook-ups". I've never noticed before, but I saw one couple that met in the terminal - cause I was sitting by them as they introduced themselves - head to the john and join the Mile High Club. WTF?!?! Oh well, what ever floats your boat, I guess. Then there was another couple across the aisle, lip locked for the entire flight. There may have been more goin' on, but they had the decency to ask for a blanket. I just felt bad for the old lady sitting in the row with them.

I felt like I was on the flying version of the Love Boat - for cryin' out loud.

Anyway - I will admit I've never been so damned happy to be anywhere as I was when we landed. Holy Cow. What a trip!!!

Posted by Tammi at August 16, 2006 09:29 AM | TrackBack