So my morning started at about 6:30 Colorado time. Which felt really early due to pre travel jitters that kept me awake. My dad was so kind as to bring me Starbucks and a doughnut for breakfast. I checked my bag with plenty of time to spare. My parents took a great many pictures, even stopping passers by to take a picture of all three of us. It was a bit ridiculous. (Really guys?!) Anyway, I was in one of the last rows on my flight to...San Francisco. Yes, that's right folks I went to California to go Ireland, but hey when do airlines ever make sense. The flight was packed and the overhead bins were full so I ended up checking my carryon through to Dublin. I ended up being one of the last on the flight because, shocker, they had to go print a special checking slip for my bag.
After a fairly uneventful flight I landed in San Fran and grabbed some lunch at a diner that I wandered through the airport to. Because, well, what else are you going to do during an airport layover by yourself. Luckily there's free wifi at pretty much every airport, this one included so you get an update. I'm really tired, so hopefully I'll sleep on the flight to Dublin.
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