8/6/11 to 8/7/11 to 8/6/11 (Flying through time zones in the middle of the night)
Our flight takes off at about 9:10pm after a two hour delay and a 7 hour layover. I’m sitting next to a couple from Connecticut who knows one of my dad’s coworkers. Small world. They are sitting next to a Hawaiian lady. Our row doesn’t recline and my seat has the entertainment box. Thus, making me have one of the most uncomfortable seats on the plane. I can’t lean back and I have no leg room what so ever. My seat is also right next to the bathroom. Fun. I watch the end of No Strings Attached and I watch Arthur. I now have 6hrs to entertain myself. They serve me rice with brown junk all over it. It looks disgusting. I decide not to eat it. Instead, I stick to bread. I attempt to sleep, but it’s impossible since I can’t recline and because people keep hitting me on their way to the bathroom. I’m cold and my legs ache. I watch the miles to JFK screen and keep hoping they would magically fly by. I listen to music until we land at about 11pm. In total I have been up for 25 hours and have been traveling for 24hrs of them.
We land and customs harasses me about my two passports. I have to explain the purpose of them. My bag is one of the last ones off of the plane, which gave me at least 15 minutes of anxiety until I saw it. I used the restroom and went to another area of customs. They pull me to the side along with all of the other suspicious people. They thought the lady in front of me was smuggling drugs from Mexico. I get interrogated. They want to know why I was in Egypt. I explain and they finally let me go. I’m so happy to see my parents. It’s about midnight and we still need to drive home. I desperately want to eat and shower. I wound up going to bed around 4am bringing my grand total of being up for 30 hours after a week of very little sleep. Glad to be home!