[4:38pm Texas Time]
I
am in Dallas. Oy. So tired. Passport control/customs/screening seemed to take
forever, but I am tired.
The
flight was long and boring. About an hour and a half before landing I thought I
was going to be sick. Luckily I got a sprite from the stewardess and took a
half a chloratab and felt better. Poor girl next to me threw up. I gave her my
blanket as there [were] no air sick bags. She was embarrassed. I told her I’m
sure it happens a lot. The landing was really rough. One of the roughest I
think I’ve ever had. We were thrown sideways, and if the engine [on the wing] had hit the
ground I wouldn’t have been shocked. I didn’t have much time to think about any
of it though because I was trying to help the girl next to me. I think her name
was Adrianna.
My
head still hurts a bit because there was a screaming kid for part of the flight
right in front of us.
I’m
eating fries at Bennigan’s at DFW. [French fries are great for a restless stomach.]
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