Tonight I am blogging from the floor in Midway Airport in Chicago. I have 2 hours until my plane is here so I have plenty of time to tell you about my airport experience thus far. ( I have been here for an hour, better early than late.)
My Aunt Cissy brought me to the airport, because is she a wonderful person. She explains everything for me and how everything is going to go down and I have read all of the FAQ s on Southwest because I get nervous when I don't know what is going on. You could have quizzed me earlier today and I could have mapped out Midway for you, but the moment I walk into Midway I forget everything. I stood in a line to find out its for people with boarding passes who are checking there luggage. I have neither. So I quickly pretend like I was asking the worker a question. "Where do I print my boarding pass?" (good cover) I printed my boarding pass so quickly I second guessed myself . I got scared then metrosexual man behind me asked, " you done, or do you still need your boarding pass?" I just looked at him said I'm good then left.
Next step figuring out to go left or down... I followed the pro looking traveling lady in front of me. Let me tell you about my hero. She was about 5'7'' sandy blonde hair and she looked like her next step was to a mountain not security in an airport. She had a pinkish purple vest. Everything she did, I did. She saved me. When I got to security and they checked my boarding pass my older security lady wanted to know if I was with a group of girls I answered no and she said "good, too chatty and they never listen when you say one at a time!" (damn girls) I dislike these girls because they make my older friend cranky. Then I had to go through the screening part the people ahead of me were naughty and kept having water bottles and such in there bag. That was my expert after this point she stopped being my expert. By the looks of her, her name was Rhonda. Rhonda and I after this point were no more. She disappointed me. I did everything I need and got through security. It wasn't as scary as I thought it would be.
I found my gate ( so I thought and sat down across from it and watched the people.) And this is what I observed:
The Moving Walkway
I sat by a moving sidewalk for a very long time, and it would say, "the moving sidewalk is...". It would never finish its sentence so I can't tell what the moving walkway is. So sorry.
Also small children loves this thing. If your toddler is cranky, put it on the walkway and let them run on it. It's like crack to the kiddies.
Middle School Travelers
Cool calm and collected is the middle school traveler. Middle schoolers in the airport are like pros. There were about 4 or 5 groups of them (not together) just roaming by the gates and food places. They didn't flench that they were alone. They just got on their plane like it was nothing. I hate this because I was scared about traveling and I am 24! Bull Farts, that's dumb!
The Strutter
I was entertained frequently by this high school/college aged girl you kept using the sidewalk next to me as her personal runway. She never just walked to McDonald's or the bathroom but she strutted. I judged her walk and he style. She would never make it. Too big of steps and too much arm movement. Simplistic thinking is the way to go my young Paulina Porizkova. Just let the walk flow naturally. She was a favorite of mine.
Christian Basketball Girls
Being a bballer in a christian school at one point in my life I became proud of the high school bball team having fun with each other. They sat around and giggled and wooed and ahhed over texts from boys while eating thier McDonald's. They were cool and fun girls. They were polite too. They said please and thank you to the McDonald's workers, which was very nice but not taken nicely by the angry McDonald's workers. Anyways, I enjoyed them.
Ok I have just made an ass out of myself. I tired to sit in the chairs by my gate, but there was no outlet to charge my phone so I went back to my spot on the floor across the way from my gate. 30 minutes later they load up the plane before mine and I found a seat! Then realize I am not at the right gate at all. So, I circled to the other side, tried to find a seat at my new gate... It was a no go. So I just stood there looking stupid and having people stare at me like I would them. I just went back to my spot on the floor.
Ok everyone I found a seat at my gate and they are loading now! Have a Merry Christmas!!!






