Mexico Day 1 - Ode to the Airport

Oh the joys of flying. ‘Twas but a few hours ago whenst I left Raleigh, North Carolina to embark on the adventura of a lifetime. The first leg of the trip, Raleigh to Atlanta was a complete blur considering I slept almost the entire plane trip. When I was awoken out of my temporary comatosed sleep was I met by a nice man seated next to me, visiting Atlanta on business. He was reading Barack Obama’s new book The Audacity of Hope on his new iPad 2. Covertly I tried to read with him using my peripheral vision but was sadly denied by the fact that my reading abilities are unable to surpass those of a 3rd-grader and he read like a freaking b0$$.

Sleeping like a baby

This is my first time flying alone and on this “mission from God” I was met by some unexpected obstacles:

Apparently free Wi-Fi in airports is completely unheard of. I mean, how dare you receive free internet availability when you’ve already paid upwards of $738 million dollars for a aero plane ticket?! When I come to power all air travel will be free and the only time you will pay anything is if you find yourself in need of refreshment mid-flight in which case a cup of POP (not soda) and generic branded pretzels would cost the equivalent of a modern-day airline ticket.

As I sit here typing this post out in a Microsoft Word document as a means of protest against charged Wi-Fi, I listen to the man across from me listening to some VERY loud Led Zeppelin. He dawns a New York Yankees hat and as I speak he is beginning to lay down exhibiting what some specialists refer to as “the airport/bookstore lay” in which the individual involved just kind of lays down in the middle of a public place just ‘cause. In the background I hear CNN on the television playing a press conference of President Obama talking about houses and issues and such.

In retrospect I quite enjoyed my layover in Atlanta, Georgia. Had my flight not been delayed I would never have been able to take in all my surroundings so precisely. Time and time again in life we find ourselves rushed around from school to work to home to family that we never take nor make the time to walk around and admire God’s beautiful creations around us. Although being late anywhere is kind of a bummer, it has allowed me the rare opportunity to take a step back and see things from the outside looking in and for that I thank you, Atlanta Airport (even if your Wi-Fi is a total scam).

-N8