Bag of meat and 15 hours of sitting still

I have a headache.

I’m not sure exactly of the timing, due to the constantly changing the time on my watch (twice is constantly, right?) but I know in the first flight I napped for about an hour because my headphones were hurting my ears. And on the second flight, I slept for 2, maybe 3 hours. At the very most. So I am tired. And loopy. And laughing at things like a store that sells only rugs. Not even laughing at that in a ‘other things that the word rug could mean’ way…

So yesterday… Sunday… whatever. Jake’s brother Nick came and picked us up at a little before 2pm. I was so glad he was there, because I was freezing in the apartment. I was wearing a tshirt, a long sleeve shirt, a nice fluffy sweater and the grey hoodie I got for my birthday. And I was shivering. I didn’t want to wear anymore because of the fact we were travelling to a place where it is almost summer. Which it is. We went grocery shopping (and mostly got a pile of snacks, but we got a few things we also needed as well, so that was good) and to feed Jake and I a meat pie, and I could wear just a tshirt! Fantastic!

Umm… we got to the airport before 4. Checked in super quick. Went through security where I think Jake got patted down. I got my shoes taken away and properly scanned, which was just weird. Then we wandered around the terminal looking intently at everything we could, trying to pass the time. We also got a yummy fruit smoothie, which is a pre-flight tradition for us.

We left JFK at about 7pm, maybe. I’m not sure. Food was chicken in a honey ‘glaze’, which wasn’t bad as long as I didn’t look at the chicken. Chicken looked so gross. I watched 2 movies on that flight, one of them was a Will Ferrell movie, which amused me because that made it 3 nights in a row of watching Will Ferrell movies. He is amusing. Anyway, that movie on the plane was "The Other Guys" which was silly and hilarious, as expected.

When we got to LAX, thankfully I had hearing. I love when I can actually hear stuff. So we had to go down a corridor, get on a bus and get taken across the airport, get out in another terminal (where at first they just left us all milling around not knowing where to go…) and then we had to walk from the gate 123 that we were at, to gate 101. Which took about 15 minutes of solid moving. Which I guess is good, but there was no timeframe given so we had no idea how quickly we had to get there. That was slightly ridiculous.

The second flight, 15 hours of sitting in that uncomfy chair. I watched movies, napped a bit, watched more movies, watched some tv, and that’s pretty much it. Dinner 2 (called supper, but I think dinner 2 sounds better, more sequely) was fish in a creamy mustard sauce that thankfully was not very creamy at all. The fish was so good. And there was the yummiest little tira misu pot thing as the dessert. I wish I had 4 more of those. Mmm. Breakfast… I wanted the frittata but it had mushrooms so I had cereal. And an incredibly flat and cold croissant. Still kinda tasty, maybe. The piece of pineapple was amazingly good.

I realised on the second flight what the one thing i had forgotten to pack was. It had been bugging me since we left the apartment but I couldn’t work out what I had forgotten. A pen, to fill out the customs forms. Thankfully the lady next to us had one so I borrowed that, but still. A pen! I’m glad it was just something small.

We took almost an hour from landing to leaving the airport with Natey and Claire. Customs was a super-breeze, very quick. The Aussie passport holders line pretty much always is fast. But then we had to walk really far to the other end of the terminal to get to the carousel with the suitcases. And Jake’s giant red suitcase took forever to show up. And then we had to get back to the opposite end of the area which was where they would look at our customs form again and potentially scan our bags. The problem with that was… the line was all the way to where our bags arrived… so we stood in like for about 15 minutes, maybe more, I stopped paying attention. Once we were FREE we wandered through the bit with people was, trying to find a Natey and a Claire. Apparently they showed up a minute before we were standing behind them calling NAAAAAATEY which was why they didn’y see us exit. Mmm, speedy.

I needed a meat pie for lunch. After shower, of course. Man I smelled bad. Planes do that. Natey and Claire took us to the local shopping centre where we got 2 meat pies. The lady gave them to me in one little paper bag. I got an extra bag, seperated the pies, and gave Jake the top one. My one was all squished, the pastry cracked all over the place and most of the meaty goodness oozed out of the pie and was left floating around in the bag looking gross. Which is sad, because this Sez does not want to eat loose meat.

Now, I have options. I can go watch tv with Jake in the lounge room. I can go watch tv with Natey and Claire in Natey’s room. I can go into Matty’s-room-that-used-to-be-my-room and organise the pile of stuff into something that we can deal with for 5-and-a-bit weeks. I don’t really want to do any of that though. I want to sleep. It is only 2:40pm though. On Tuesday. We completely missed Monday. Ah, time travel, how it messes with the head…