Day 1  07-02-09  (Portland to Phoenix)

Getting through airport security wasn’t so bad.  Not as extensive as I thought  it would be.  I think I was expecting a strip search….Or at least hoping for one! 

The actual getting into the air is slightly discombulating.  I’m not that great of a writer that I can accurately describe what I was experiencing at the time.  It IS cool, though, the sensation of being hurled into the atmosphere by an enormous machine that shouldn’t be able to lift itself off the ground—let alone sixty or so other people and all their luggage.  It’s quite amazin, if you stop and think about it. My butt is currently residing in an aisle seat near the escape hatch. So—if something goes wrong, guess who is going to be numero uno out that hatch?  That’s right, baby.   Me!  Nyah, I think I’ll let the screaming baby behind me out first.  Hey, I’m all about the children.  Or at least about keeping them quiet and happy.

Also, note that airplanes are not really fat friendly.  I’m not too big to NOT fit in them, but I need a belt extender.  Yippee Skippee!   And the bathrooms are miniscule!  I don’t see how anyone can do a mile high anything! I can barely get my rear in there.

So why am I going to go to South Carolina?  To go see my World of Warcraft sister, Julie aka Rivermyst.  This trip is going to be beneficial for me. It will. I can feel it in my stank bone, as Cletus from the Simpsons would say. 

Anyhow, I’m about to land in Phoenix and this is the first leg in my 12 hour journey across the country….and I have to say—so far so good.

(Adapted from my travel journey)