As you're reading this, I'm currently underway in what I like to call "The Worst Day of the Year". For those of you that have never traveled from NYC anytime during the holidays, I thought I would provide some insight into all the emotions you'll definitely feel during what those precious hours are like. And yes, I said 'hours'. When your car shows up on time to pick you up at 2 for a 6pm flight!
When the drive is going smooth...until you hit Lincoln Tunnel.
When you're still in Lincoln Tunnel...
When you see the sun and realize you didn't die under the Hudson River!
When you step out of the car only to spot the longest line
When you realize you're behind a family of 8...or a junior basketball team
When you're the only one with your boarding pass and ID out when you get to the kiosk
When you have to lift all 100 pounds onto the scale
Then when you re-lift all 100 pounds off of the scale because now you are in charge of transporting your luggage down another corridor to a drop off zone...
When you get in line for security
When you're trying to dab sweat from your temples because you never know what celeb you'll see
When you realized you'll never see a celeb
When someone tries small talk with you
When you deal with TSA every. single. time.
When you spot the man in front of you digging through his carry on to produce 4 ziplock baggies...
When the man in front of you realizes he forgot to take his shoes off
When the man in front of you finally makes it through the machine
When you finally make it through the machine only to have it go off because of your bra...or sequins
When TSA wants to look through your bag
And then when TSA throws you your bag and all its' contents separately after they've found nothing
When you spot the nearest bar
And then when you grab the only open seat at the bar!
When you drink your first sip of carbonated bliss
And then when the bill comes
When you finally look at your watch phone and realize your flight is boarding
When you slam down your drink, and the guy next to you is impressed
When you show up to the gate as section Z is boarding
When you finally get to your row, and realize you're in the middle seat
In the middle of an older couple who won't switch you a seat
Whatever, because nothing beats the feeling of getting physically OUT of Newark, LAG, or JFK!
All above events are true and factual and have happened to this 20-something before. Reactions may be exaggerated.