My day held so much ambition for me as it challenged my ability to take in everything it had in store. Spent the morning with a family I love very much, playing rock band with Allen, cleaning up the mess from the night before while sipping on coffee, lazily sitting on the couch between Clark and Allen watching Paul. It then took me an hour and a half to drive, or idolize, home to Pearland so I could take a shower and pack my bags. Once I hastily did this we had to drive to the store and get my confirmation info for my flight, only to turn around and go back to the house because I forgot my necessary headphones I bought myself last birthday. I thought to myself, 'it's a Saturday evening, I bet the airport will be swarming,' I looked at Steve and suggested I arrive an hour and a half early as opposed to my usual 30 minutes preflight. Steve literally pushed my baggage onto the streets and I rushed into a vacant airport lobby. It was almost eerie how quiet and desolate it all seemed. The only companion I had was my reflection in the shiny white laminate flooring. It took me only 15 minutes to check my baggage and avoid the X-Ray machine at security, with a work phone call mixed in between.
On my flight I received all the perks being a Plus member. I had the entire row to myself, free television and a complimentary warm cookie and soda on both flights. And as I traveled back in time I watched from the air the sun breathtakingly set behind the rockies of Denver, and a magnificent electrical storm to the left of the purple and orange descending hues.
Ofcourse my first stop in Phoenix after picking up my smoky gray VW Jetta rental was ofcourse the In N' Out Burger. I brought my bag of fattening goodies to the hotel where I lay now in what reminds me of a modernized dorm room. The funky modular furniture and tight IKEA organization style...I'm just glad it's a one night thing. And on to catch some Z's before my two hour drive to work in Sedona tomorrow.
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