Insanely early

That's what we are.

I found my passport, by the way. It was with some stuff.

But right now, we're at the Buffalo airport, waiting for our Southwest flight. Which is at 7:15. It's almost 6 now. but we've been in Buffalo since 3:30. I'm still not sure why we're here so early, but we are. We took a Greyhound Bus from Toronto to here. Busses are interesting.

On our bus, there was a very loud girl who, rather than sitting next to her companion/boyfriend, chose to sit in the seat in front of him. And when I say "sit", I actually mean "kneel on the seat and lean over the back to talk with her boyfriend/companion". I feel like a stuffy old fogey for being annoyed at how loud, or how inconsiderate that was for the person seated beside her.

But would an old fogey pump up the volume on her ipod shuffle so she could hear Kanye "George Bush doesn't care about black people" West's "Goldigger"? Probably not. I try to stem the tide of my fogey-ism.

Going through customs was really smooth. Actually a lot easier than doing it at the airport.

From the bus, we took another bus. A city bus that comes out to the airport for a couple of bucks. What a great money saving idea, right? No, not really. The bus was not the best equipped, space wise for two travelling gals with big luggage. (We both seem to have packed like we're evacuating).

Now, I don't know much about Buffalo, it's economy, or it's socio-economic make up... but that bus trip was depressing, looking out the windows at burned out and abandoned houses, liquor stores, shelters and pawn shops. One guy got on the bus with two huge garbage bags filled to the breaking point with alumnium cans. I feel you, Kanye! We got looked at a lot. Two of the only white people on the bus, with giant suitcases... I'd have wondered what the hell we were doing on that bus, too. Airport express or no.

More loud girls on the bus. The loudest was bragging about how she'll say whatever she wants, she doesn't care, she isn't going to bite her tongue for anyone! And she wants to beat that girl up so bad! Lots of talking about how tough she was, how she scared a girl at school but she "wasn't even going to hit her" - aw, that's hiLARious. Anyway, the bus stopped quickly and honked at another car. This girl screamed like "that girl in that white car" according to her friends who had apparently witnessed some sort of crime. Really weird bus trip.

I showed my sister the joys of curbside check in. We'd printed off our boarding passes at home already, so we handed our luggage over to the curbside guys and came on in. She thought that was pretty cool. Way better than standing in some long, annoying check in line!
Grabbed some pizza, and here we sit. At the gate. An hour away from hour 2.5 hour flight. I told my sister that she can make up for insisting on taking the early bus from Toronto by agreeing to take a taxi back to the bus station when we got back. No argument there, just a "yeah, I have no need to take that bus trip ever again".

Some dude's already standing in the "A" group line, an hour before the flight. What's his deal? Families are starting to arrive. I don't know why I am always suprised to see kids at the airport. Especially on a flight that is going to Orlando. Where Mickey lives.

I bought a 24 hour internet connection here at the airport for $6.95. It's a pretty good racket for them. I mean, who stays at the Buffalo airport for 24 hours? What I've really bought is an hour and a half of internet time or $6.95. American.

Now there are four people in line. 45 minutes away from the flight. Weirdos.

Although.... the lounge is filling up... and there are a lot of kids with big families, which means a lot of pre-boarders... do they know something I don't know? Should we get in line too?

No! Fight it, Wells! Do not become one of those antsy-pantsy gotta be firsties! Those people are jerks! We don't like them!

I'm going to sign off now, but I'm NOT going to line up or anything. I'm just... gonna... go...