“We need to be there by 3:30”
“My flight leaves at 6 a.m. WE NEED TO BE THERE BY 3:30 a.m.”
I am a panicky traveler. In my defense, this will only be my third domestic flight and all of my travel has been international, which DOES require me to get there super early to check in & make it through the loving hands of TSA before hauling ass to the other end of the airport.
Don’t even get me started on layovers.
I start having panic attacks about my flight the week before.
What if I’m late to the airport?
What if I don’t make it through security?
OHMYGOD, WHAT IF I DON’T PACK ENOUGH CLOTHES?
Did I mention I overpack? Because I never know when I’m going to need all that underwear and sweaters and 6 pairs of jeans during a WEEKEND TRIP. I am pretty accident prone so I could potentially ruin 6 pairs of jeans within 48 hours.
It could happen. One day. So I have to be prepared! You know the first time I don’t over-pack, I will have accidents, and have to buy awful awful clothes because naturally, my destination will not have a mall. YOU JUST WATCH.
I also don’t sleep on flights. I used to go through 3 books a flight when I traveled to Turkey. I don’t like surprises and being caught off guard. I could miss my stop, because you know, flights are like metro rides. You sleep through your stop and you’re screwed!
I hate being late. HATE IT. When I was in high school, my digital watch (I was so hip!) was synchronized with the school bell, TO THE SECOND. 10 seconds before the bell rang, I would be ready to leave my desk (If the teacher was finished of course). So you can imagine how this neurosis contributes to my travel habits.
At 5:45 a.m. on Thursday, I will be getting on my flight that will take me down to Atlanta before all the way across the country to Seattle (That’s what happens when you book a flight using SkyMiles. You gotta go down to go up and over). Let’s talk about how I’ve never been on the west coast and I am freaking out because I have this weird fear that the time difference is going to screw me up so bad that I don’t actually make it to Seattle.
The good thing is that this is all worth it because once I do make it to Seattle to spend the weekend with one of my best friends (aka future bridesmaid), IT WILL BE AMAZING. Not just because she’s awesome and I love her but because it is SEATTLE.
And she’s going to take me to the FIRST STARBUCKS. I AM PUMPED. We have an entire day of touristy stuff planned for Friday, an awesome drive & a fantastic party on Saturday. I can’t even explain how excited I am, because I’ll just spew GLITTER ALL OVER THIS BLOG!
What kind of traveler are you?
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