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In a plane and on my way. Oh god what have I got myself into.

ALTHOUGH

The sweetest words in any airport: "you've been upgraded to an exit row!"


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Me: *hands over boarding pass*
Boarding Pass Machine: *TERRIBLE BLEAT OF DOOM*
Me: What happened?
Flight Attendant: We're printing you a new boarding pass.
Me: Wait, why?
Chorus of Angels: *descends*
Flight Attendant: You're being upgraded to an exit row. Are you willing and able to perform the duties of an exit-row passenger in the event of an emergency?
My inner voice: You bet your beautiful face I am.
My adult self: Yes, I am, thank you!
Chorus of Angels: *gentle song as I walk down the boarding ramp*

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EAST COAST

I AM ON U

I ravaged a hamburger (I was hungry, okay) and met two very nice French women -- don't ask -- and now I am resting in my hotel room before I either go out on the town or totally collapse in a heap of nerves.

I feel like I owe it to this massive, horrifying decision to actually explore a bit and get a sense of ambience, but I am also really tired and there are movies on the giant television and I have google streetview.

Updates as the situation warrants.