Today was day we were leaving on our main vacation of the year. This morning we really didn't do much. My dad was being extra annoying this morning. I didn't finish writing the thank you cards from my graduation party last night and for some reason he was obsessed with me writing those this morning. And somehow he doesn't really that the more annoying he is, the less likely I'm going to do what he wants me to do. So I only got two cards written this morning when I probably would've gotten a lot more written if he hadn't been absolutely ridiculously nagging me.
Janell had a Dr. Lawrence checkup for her knees and a physical therapy appointment also for her knees I guess, so her and mom were gone for the morning. When they got back we actually started getting ready for the trip. We got everything ready that we didn't pack last night, locked the buildings and cars, said bye to Opal, and eventually left at around 2:00.
The ride up to St. Louis seemed to go really fast. I tried listening to some genres of music that I don't normally listen to, like Kanye West. That kinda music isn't really bad, but it's not really my thing. But yeah, the ride to the airport went pretty well.
When we got to Parking Lot C, my parents couldn't figure out how to get covered parking so we parked in the sun. Then we waited at a shuttle stop near where we parked and a shuttle guy picked us up. He actually said he was risking his job by picking us up since he wasn't the one who was supposed to cover our area, but he did anyways for some reason. There was a cute little baby that was waving to me on the shuttle so I waved back. We also had to stand because the shuttle was full. I made sure to tell the driver thanks for taking us.
Then we walked into the airport, I got my picture next to the China China sculpture, we got our bags checked in, went down an escalator, went through security, and that was about it. Dad had to have an extra check in security. I guess he was suspicious or forgot to take his belt off or something, I don't know. Janell and I went to the Starbucks in the airport for some coffee. I wasn't going to get anything, but ended up getting a caramel macchiato. The line was moving so slow because there was only one lady working. Also for some reason I think the lady working took some of the money she was supposed to give back to us and put it in her tip jar. That was probably a felony but Janell and I didn't say anything. Anyways, the coffee was good. Then we decided to go to Chili's in the airport because everyone was kind of hungry. The service was a little slow, but it was an airport and it was busy so no one cared. I ordered baked potato soup, and when I tell you it was scrumptious, I mean it was scrumptious. Best soup I've ever had.
After that we sat in the airport forever. I'm trying to remember what happened but our flight was somehow delayed by several hours. We left Chili's at 5:30 and boarded the plane at 9:00. So we were just sitting around doing nothing that whole time. I tried reading my book I brought, The Virginian, but I don't think I got very far. I mainly just listened to music. We finally boarded the airplane and had a nice flight. I opened my tablet and turned on Whiplash since the plane had a movie program or something. I don't think Janell liked the movie very much.
We got to Boston at 1:00 AM, got our luggage, and went out to a garage area to wait for a taxi. This also took a long time because there was a long line. My dad was talking to the German guy behind us in line and started asking him about the name 'Windeknecht' which he'd never heard of. After waiting 40 minutes, we got in our taxi at 2:00. The vibes were really cool, I don't know how to explain it. Our only view of actual Boston was from the taxi. We got to our hotel after a while and pretty much went right to bed.
I wrote half of this the day of and the other half 3 months later, so I'm trying my best to get all of the details. I remember this day being really fun even though there was a lot of waiting. New experiences always make a day better. 8/10.
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