The Longest Morning of My Life

I apologise if this post makes absolutely no sense. I haven't gotten enough sleep.

I left my apartment for the airport about 6:30am. Went to the bus stop where I managed to meet a guy from Drake University. When I saw his Drake sweatshirt I was like OH EM GEE SOMEONE FROM IOWA. I think I freaked the guy out, but I hadn't slept in like 2 days so it's whatever.

Made it to the airport and through security okay. Got some Maccas for breakfast then it was time to board my plane. I had a window seat (that was my choice) towards the back of the plane. The couple occupying the two seats next to me was a little weird but they were quite nice so I can't complain.

Take off = 9:45 am Tuesday.

Babies. My plane was full of them. None of them were too horrible, and I don't really want to complain because honestly I feel awful for any parent traveling with a baby on a 14 hour flight, but it can get annoying. I really felt awful for the lady in the row behind me traveling with 3 little boys. One I'd guess about 5 or 6 and the other two I'd guess are twins about 3. My heart goes out to her.

They fed us lunch a few hours into the flight. It wasn't edible, so I had a roll. I tried to sleep but I wasn't very successful so I'm running on about 3 hours of sleep total for 2 days. Add that to the exhaustion of the trip, going through security in Sydney, Customs here, then security here, and I'm pretty much dead right now. I only find relief in the fact that I don't have any more security to go through, and getting my bag from the Moline airport will be a piece of cake.

Anyway, they fed us breakfast a few hours before our flight landed. I had pancakes that were slightly edible.

Landing = 6:20 am Tuesday. It has been Tuesday morning for WAY too long.

When I finally made it to my terminal I walk into the diner they have there to order a burger and they tell me they're only serving breakfast right now. Lunch doesn't start until 10:30 (my flight boards at 10:20). I wanted to cry. I'm so sick of breakfast. I just want a burger. And to be home already in my comfy bed sleeping.

That's my rant for now. Hopefully I don't fall asleep and miss my flight :/

I'm too tired to check for grammatical and spelling errors.

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