Day 2: Blast Off

Almost missed flight number 2 to Amsterdam. Found myself sippin on a margarita at the Jose Cuervo and chomppin on some nachos. Here I am starting to get twisted and it's 7:10 and boarding already started for the flight. Sweating and nervous wondering if I just fucked up my situation. I get to the gate and my pass is scanned. CLEARED! next getting towards the back of the jet. My bags are way too big that my tipsy ass doesn't realize I just smacked this guy in the face. Of course a seat swap is happening. I wait near the emergency exits - smack my head. I finally am in my seat And ready to blast off. I didn't need to hear that that hurricane igor is in the path of the original route. Eight hours til Europe....