Archive for January, 2008

My Flight

Monday, January 28th, 2008

Looking out window

When you travel to Europe you have to set your watch ahead 7 hours. That means, if your plane leaves at 9am (which is when mine left) and you fly for 7 hours (which is how long my flight was), you will arrive at Paris’ Charles De Gaulle airport at 11pm. 

The trouble comes because you will feel like it is only 5:00 but everybody there will feel like it is 11pm. 

I decided to not sleep on the plane. That way, I will be tired when I get to my hotel.

The guy next to me on the plane evidently didn’t agree with this idea. He sat down, said “How are you doing? My name’s Fred,” then, he fell asleep. He didn’t wake up once during the entire 7 hour flight — not even when the stewardess served our meals. This was a little difficult because whenever I had to get up to use the restroom or stretch my legs I had to crawl over him and hope I didn’t wake him up — kind of hard, because he was a bit large himself.

They served a meal on my flight. It wasn’t very good, but it filled me up. 

I’m glad I don’t fly long flights very often. While I enjoy flying in an airplane, it can get a bit cramped.

Above is a picture of me looking out the window. That’s Fred–asleep as usual.

Locking up

Saturday, January 26th, 2008

Locking up

It’s a little sad when you leave your house for a trip. You look around at everything you own and think “I won’t be seeing you guys for a while.”

After that, you start thinking about all the things that could go wrong when you are gone: Did I turn off the stove? What if a pipe gets a leak and my basement gets flooded? What if burglars break in? 

Above is a picture of me locking up my house. 

After I locked up the house, I went to the airport. Thy guy at the airline looked at my passport and gave me my ticket, then I went through security. I had to go through the metal detector twice because I had a bubble gum wrapper in my pocket. 

The airport has these moving walkways that are like long conveyer belts with people standing on them. They make it so you don’t have to walk so far to get to where your plane is taking off. You just stand there and watch the airport go by. 

Here is a picture of me on one of the moving walkways. Its either that, or a picture of me walking up the gangplank of my airplane. I can’t decide which it is. 

Geting aboard

I’m really looking forward to my plane flight. I’m going to cross the ocean.

My plane

Packing

Wednesday, January 23rd, 2008

Me Packing

Today I’m packing. Tomorrow, I’m traveling France to attend my cousin, Frank’s, wedding.

Packing can take a lot of time if you are going to be gone for a while, or you are going to a foreign country. It’s hard to know what to bring. 

When I travel, I usually bring too much. I’m trying to pack light.

On my last trip, I thought I would get bored on the airplane so I brought two books along. Instead, I spent all the time looking out the window. Maybe that’s because my books weren’t very interesting ones — one was the manual for my cell phone, and another one was a novel by Herman Melville.

I’m packing four little American flags. I know the French won’t be as excited about America, as I am, but I thought I would see if I could trade some of my little American flags for some little French flags. You know, international cooperation and all that.

Got a letter

Wednesday, January 16th, 2008

My cousin, Frank, is very generous. He is also getting married. He is getting married to a French girl, and they are going to do it in Paris.

Frank wanted me to come to the wedding, but I said I didn’t have enough money (I had spent a lot on that plane ticket to Washington D.C the other day).

Then, today, I went out to check the mail. . .

Getting the mailLetter from Frank

My tree

Wednesday, January 2nd, 2008

I know my Christmas post is a little late. 

I got my Christmas tree set up late this year. I was kind of dreading it because of what happened last year. 

Last year, I bought a Christmas tree that was a little too big. It was hard getting it though the door. I had to pull it, and a bunch of branches broke off. This gave me a very crumpled Christmas tree. 

Christmas tree through door

This year, I got a little one, and put it on my living room table. It has a big star, which makes up for it being so small.

Presents