So. Here I am back in the United S of A. I left Canada on Saturday.It was good in Canada. I got home last Saturday, and it was an interesting two flights back. I could tell you on and on about my adventures in Canada, but if I listed all the stuff I did up there, it could probably fill a thick hardcover book.
OK, maybe not an entire book, but at least a few good double-sided pages. And let's be honest, on a blog like this, you'd probably lose interest by then and google some images of string to entertain you. I know I would.
Now, where was I? Oh, yeah, the string-- I mean return.
The trip started off nicely, and I got one of my bags checked for free, courtesy of the airline. Well, I guess I wouldn't have paid anyway, but my mom would have made me carry it all the way through. The first plane was... surprise surprise... another tiny cramped plane, just like the first plane to Canada. It was pretty uncomfortable, but my mom consoled me by telling me that it wouldn't be a very long flight. But as fate would have it, when we got to the Chicago airport for our next flight, there was a freaking Boeing 777 blocking our plane's path to the gate. And if you don't know a lot about planes, that's a pretty honking big plane.
That made us like ten or twenty minutes late, and we had to really run to get to our gate. And the Chicago airport is REALLY big, so we ran like heck. I tried to increase my speed by sliding my feet on the floor without lifting them.
By the time we got there, they were already boarding. As it turns out, it was another small plane. But this time I made the most of it. I got out my neck pillow, got a can of ginger ale from the flight attendant, reclined my seat, put on my hood, took my backpack out from under the seat in front so I'd have more legroom, and listened to an audio book that my mom brought. It was like do-it-yourself first class! At the end, we finally got to BWI, met up with Claire and my dad, and went home. I'd say that it was a sucessful week, all the way up to the end!
Colin O'Donnell, an awesome, inventing, gaming Aspergers kid on his various exploits.