There was absolutely no traffic what-so-ever. None, zero. I arrived 3 hours early for my flight like a dork.
But you want to hear the funny part? This plane, Jet Blue, is taking me to JFK! JFK is closer to my house than Boston Logan Airport, where I am now. Only by 15 minutes, but still…
I tried to figure out how to fly out of JFK directly but there was no way to do it and I’m scared to skip the flight there because what if they don’t let me board?
I’d rather fly out of Boston anyway. Less traffic and this place is like a palace compared to JFK. They play classical music at the Jet blue check-in and it smells good there. White, clean, and modern.
I should eat something. I’m not going to be able to eat at JFK due to having to rush to my next flight. It’s going to be tight. I’m switching airlines which means I need to check in at LATAM. Jet Blue couldn’t do it. I hope it won’t take forever. I only have an hour to make the switch and I can’t check in online either. It’s a cluster fuck. At least I didn’t check my bag, that would’ve been worse.
International travel sucks!! Travel agents exist for a reason, it’s to avoid cluster fucks.
I’m at Johnny Rockets. Black bean burger baby.
People are gross. There’s just so many people, too many.
I listened to a podcast on the Camino that told me coincidences can be mathematically explained and are not special. It’s scary to think they are not special!
Think about it.
What are the chances that a child molester is close by? Like right now, look over your shoulder kind of close. Well, According to probability, pretty high. Chances are high for EVERYTHING and anything you can think of.
Especially when there’s lots of people around you.
So when I look around, it puts me at a whole new perspective.
My close family and friends all did bad things at one point, every one of them. And they are family and friends! What about complete strangers?
I need to stop thinking about this. The Johnny rockets cashier just handed me a napkin because I had mayo fingers and a stupid look on my face. That was really nice of him because he did it after I profiled him as a terrorist.
I’m the worlds messiest eater oh my gawd. I’m typing with one hand and shoving shovelfuls of onion rings into my pie hole. They’re all crumbly and falling apart.
I’m not looking forward to what’s about to happen at JFK.
Bean burger is not a tasty replacement for the real thing by the way.
I seriously shouldn’t be eating fried food before a 14 hour flight.
I think I’ll stop while I’m ahead. I have will power damn it.
Don’t order Diet Coke on a plane. The stewards don’t like it because it foams too much at 30,000 feet and takes forever to pour.
Oh god JFK….and I haven’t a clue on what I should do. Fracking sucks man.
I’m going to check Facebook and vape in the shitter.