Here are some "points of interest" from my travels so far - a mere 22 hours in.
- At the airport security was almost too easy, then again I'm becoming a pro at flying. Maybe that part was just me, but the woman in front of me had a heck of a time. Granted, most people know you can't bring a liter of water on an airplane, but maybe she didn't get the memo. She was pretty upset when they trashed her raspberry flavored water.
-The next gem I noticed was at the gate. One pretentious woman was reading some "better my life" selection (believe me, she looked as though she needed a lesson on being a 'common folk' like the rest of us). I think her eyes might still be rolled to the back of her head, do it enough and them suckers will stick there. Every time a woman that was sitting directly behind her moved she rolled her eyes. Here's a tip for you snotty lady - GET UP AND MOVE! There were about 200 empty seats to chose from. Get over yourself and move over a seat if it bothers you.
That being said. I was sitting there minding my own business in a sea of empty seats when basically the same thing happened to me. However, I'm not so full of myself that I couldn't deal. So I just did. It wasn't that bad, it just baffled me that the woman picked my seat of of several to sit right behind. It was sort of awkward at first, kind of like when you're kneeling at church and the person in front of you leans back and you have to move your hands and lean back a little. I got over it, snobby lady did not.
-Since the race was in Kansas City Sunday there were several race fans filtering home. One sat down in front of me, his No. 97 Kurt Busch garb a blazin'. He was a diehard, and also a soldier. In my opinion those dudes can root for whoever they want - soldiers are badass even if their driver of choice isn't.
The next group of race fans were six guys. These guys were hilarious. I'm not sure if they were still drunk, or naturally that funny. Our plane was delayed about 20 minutes and they had a 7 p.m. connection somewhere. It was going to be a very tight feat to make it on time. The one guy looks to his buddy and goes (in a Canadian accent) "don't worry, they'll hold the plane for me, they'll be like Guy's Name isn't here, well hold on - we can't leave." They all laugh and he goes, "but, in case they don't we need to run." That group I wish I would have met at the track, because they were a riot. I'm not so sure the uptight dude beside me thought so, he needed to go back to reading something I can't even decipher words out of.
-I carry on so I don't have to check. And, then I had to check my bag. The problem with air travel these days is that nobody pays attention to the size restrictions on carry on baggage. That means morons try to carry on more things than their allowed and nobody has any room. It's annoying. As we boarded the plane the attendant said there may be space issues. I looked at him and said, "I'll just give you my bag now," and he took it. I wasn't worried, I wasn't changing planes and it was free. So I let them take it. Thankfully, it came out where it was supposed to.
-My transportation to the conference hotel was interesting. There is nothing like a good cab ride to brush up on prayers you may be slightly rusty on - like the entire rosary. I made it in one piece, but the fare took all the cash I had. It cost me $40 for a lift to the hotel. Before you even pull out of the airport it's $2.50 per person and then they tack on an additional $3.50. I think I'll take the light rail back. That only costs like $1.75 and I probably won't have to pray as hard.
Here are some pics from day one.
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