June 1st: Let the adventures begin! My flight to San Francisco, CA from Flint, MI was such a dreadful trip. It all started with loading the car at 415am with my two oversize luggage, mini carry-on, and a large purse. Driving to Flint from Ann Arbor was a decent drive since my nerves were all over the place. We had to be at the airport around 5am to check my bags and get my boarding pass. I was on time since my flight was planned to depart at 6am from Flint to Cleveland.
As my bags were checked and boarding pass handed to me, I proceeded to security. Security was more intense than I last remembered. There was this machine you had to step into for about 30 seconds—your legs spread shoulder width apart, with your arms’ raised open palm, forming an ‘X’ with your body— while facing the security guard. I was relieved when I finally got to my terminal.
Little did I know there were technology issues that delayed my flight for a half hour. Sitting around my gate waiting to get out of Michigan was an overwhelming experience. People around me were either fidgeting in their seats, pacing back and forth by the doors, screaming at the airport clerks, or running to another gate to catch another flight so they do not miss their connecting flight.
When I finally got to my destination, all of this chaotic events were minute. Nothing really mattered beside that very minute when I realized I was finally in San Francisco. I traded the Great Lakes for an Ocean, The Mitten for the Bay Area, and crazy weather for consistent sunshine. Life is good!