A Helping Hand

It was my first time at an airport alone. Tim, a friend romantically from the past offered to drive me from Guelph to the airport but I felt isolated when he dropped me off at the airport. I needed help and guidance. So, I asked and asked tonnes of questions. I admit, I was a little bit nervous at the security. I took my coat off and they commented on how big the coat was as it was viewed in the machine. What the heck did that mean? Did they think I was smuggling something? I quickly remembered the scene in "French Kiss," when Kevin Klein said to Meg Ryan: "you would declare a stick of chewing gum." I laughed at the thought as I made it through security. It wasn't as bad as I thought.
I was reading the numbers off my ticket and wounded in the wrong section. Thankfully, a lady helped me and guided me to my flight 101 and I chose a seat and relaxed with my Harry Potter book which is a good conversation piece by the way. Everybody and his mother are indulging in the
books. How famous is J.K Rowling?
An hour went by, and I found myself boarding the plane. There didn't seem to be a lot of people waiting but when I got seated on the plane, I found it crowded. Every seat was taken up. My seat was in between a gentlemen and Naomi. She had introduced herself and helped me with any questions because I admitted to her that I hardly leave Guelph. As the plane took off, I was left with an exhilarating feeling of profound freedom. I was a tourist in a foreign land.
It was difficult to get a hold of my books and my headphones because I was crammed between two people. One man on the window seat didn't say boo but at least Naomi was friendly. I had to step on her seat in order to get my knapsack which contained my granola bars, headphones and of course my books which are so valuable to me as was the case in "Inkheart," where the lady guarded her books as if they were worth more than gold.
I finally found my headset and indulge in watching "Julie and Julia." It was a good movie that inspired to get a blog up and writing. I am a writer and I thought I should have some avenue to get my work out there. Having free coffee and free water was heaven for me. I just had to make sure my tremor was under control because of the amount of turbulence we had experienced. I didn't finish "Julie and Julia," because the plane was coming to a landing and the gentlemen, graciously opened his window so I could see the mountains and the ocean. We were coming in for a landing. Vancouver here I come.