airports and stuff.

It's four thirty in the damn morning, mom. Stop. Telling. Me. To. Get. Up.

It's four fifty in the damn morning, m- SHIT WE LEAVE AT 5

So i scraped all of my last minute stuff together, threw it in my backpack pulled on a pair of jeans and a t shirt and ran downstairs. Forget brushing my hair or putting together a cute airport outfit, Utah was waiting. I was cranky and getting sassed for waking up late, so I got some coffee because it solves all of my problems. Then we got in the car, and I, being the little sister, was forced to sit in the tiny back back seat. Ew.

So we arrived at the Cleveland Hopkins airport anddd got to our gate and waited to board. I love airports in the morning- I mean, I hate mornings, but as far as places to be during such ungodly hours go, airports are tops. I like that they're quiet but still exciting.

We boarded flight 413 and we waited. And waited. And then finnnnnaaalllyyyyy we took off! It was awesome. I love the feeling of flying- it's easy to pretend like you're somewhere else. Being 10,000 feet up is like not being anywhere at all, and it's like being anywhere you like.

I love how gravity feels too. Sometimes on a plane you feel really really heavy, like everything is pushing you down. But then you feel yourself lift up out of your seat a little when they turn the gravity off. I love that a lot.

My dad and Beau and I boarded the plane before Beau's friend Alec did. I sat in a row with my dad and Beau sat in the row next to us where he saved a seat for Alec. I looked down and when I looked back up, the three seat row in which my brother sat was full of old people. Lolololol. So I got to sit next to Alec wheeee!

Beau, you can put your phone on airplane mode instead of turning it off.
Yeah Hayley but I just turned it off.
But whyyyy?
Because that's what you're supposed to do...
But... the phone has an airplane mode.
Hayley, I'll kill your whole family.
No I'll kill YOUR whole family.

It keeps turning out that babies are sitting behind me. Not that I really mind babies, but they're just sort of... loud.

But now we're on our second flight, we had a connection in Chicago. Beau and I managed to save a seat for Alec this time, despite some sass from a klutzy long haired skier. We played three way mariokart, and

I FEEL LIKE YELLING.

Fudjiskxnjcfhdusjikjbh jduehswjudui n brraaaaaahahahahah.

This flight from Chicago to Salt Lake City is a much longer one, around 3 hours and 15 minutes. It's exciting though, I've never traveled this far west before.

It's a cup in a cup. It's an inception cup.
It has layers!

Your hair is... vertical.

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