Plane to DC
Mar. 16th, 2013 01:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
arkandrs_boxThe first time I was one a plane, my eigth grade class went on a trip to Washington, DC. I remember being both excited by the fact I'd be riding a plane, but terrified I would get lost then left in DC. I was so panicked by that fact I made certain to clothe myself in the brightest colors I could find in my wardrobe.
I don't really remember the airport itself, but I remember we had an entire section of the plane just for our trip. I was especially pleased that not only was I seated by my best friend, but I also had a window seat. It was awesome. We were seated in a short row, and the only other person in our row was also hyperactive like me. I was so busy being bonkers with him that I didn't have time to worry abotu the plane taking off.
I spent the first part of the flight taking pictures out the window of the scenery down below. Everything looked so tiny, almost toylike. The roads were ribbons and the houses the size of monopoly pieces. The clouds were so close I wanted to reach through the window and grab a bunch to take home with me. I had never seen a sunrise so close up before. I swear I could almost see each seperate color and where they met in the sky.
The in-flight movie, much to my disgust, was ANTZ. That movie is dumb and I promptly ignored it.
I must have fallen asleep at some point because the last thing I remember before getting off the plane was closing my eyes and blasting my cd player to drown out the movie.
I don't really remember the airport itself, but I remember we had an entire section of the plane just for our trip. I was especially pleased that not only was I seated by my best friend, but I also had a window seat. It was awesome. We were seated in a short row, and the only other person in our row was also hyperactive like me. I was so busy being bonkers with him that I didn't have time to worry abotu the plane taking off.
I spent the first part of the flight taking pictures out the window of the scenery down below. Everything looked so tiny, almost toylike. The roads were ribbons and the houses the size of monopoly pieces. The clouds were so close I wanted to reach through the window and grab a bunch to take home with me. I had never seen a sunrise so close up before. I swear I could almost see each seperate color and where they met in the sky.
The in-flight movie, much to my disgust, was ANTZ. That movie is dumb and I promptly ignored it.
I must have fallen asleep at some point because the last thing I remember before getting off the plane was closing my eyes and blasting my cd player to drown out the movie.
