Manners up in the air – Wedding in Colorado pt. 2

Moving on now to the wedding weekend festivities! This will be a multi-part series much like the Bachlorette posts. Hang tight as I go from start to finish on this second and final piece to a wonderful ride!

My girlfriend is getting married! I’m sure I’ve said that before, but have I mentioned how long I have known this incredible woman? 

20 years! She was a bridesmaid in my wedding, now I will be one in hers in three shirt days! I’m so excited and cannot wait to get to Colorado to get this long weekend, second time off the East Coast started!

I don’t travel much; mostly because my husband is terrified of flying, but I somehow got him on this plane! It was pulling teeth, but his love for me and our friend got him here.

I booked us on Southwest for a couple of reasons. One, in school I have completed many an analysis on the company at large and found their devotion to the customer and their employees to be admirable and worthy of my business. And two, they were the only nonstop flight with planes large enough to even be considered by husband to board. I purchased the tickets at a decent price, and their two free checked bags, one carry-on, and a personal item sealed the deal on my happiness.

And then we started the boarding process, and the gate attendants announce that with Southwest, you can pick your seat. Initially, this sounds great, but as we slowly make our way onto the plane, it’s clear my husband and I will not be sitting together. 

He’s scared if flying, I’m stressed we won’t be able to sit together, and here we are in the aisle of the plane looking for seats. We move past the first ten rows just as the flight attendant comes  over the intercom to say, “if you’ve passed a seat in the first fifteen rows, you’ve already passed your seat.”

Every seat we’ve passed has been a single seater. I look to the next five rows, and I find two center seats on either side of the row. I turn to the guy on my left and ask if he would mind moving over to the empty seat on the other side so my husband and I could sit together. He sucks his teeth and says, “I don’t want to.”

Now, I’m not sure if this I am just being emotional because I’m worried about him, stressed we won’t be sitting together, and just feeling deflated and defeated, but I started to cry right then.

I asked him to please let me in, so I could sit in the empty seat as my husband filled in a center seat across the aisle. If you know me, you know I don’t cry, like ever, but for some reason, my eyes welled up and tears ran down my cheeks.

As I sit in this aisle seat, there is a woman on the other side of me next to the window and every time I look out, she covers my view with her newspaper. 

And now turbulence! 

Is this a typical experience, and my Austin was abnormal? Or am I just making up the ease of that journey in this one?

Keep Austin Weird pt. 5

That’s the saying around Austin. One you will find on tshirts and various other souvenirs in storefronts along 6th street. It’s also found in script in graffiti at Graffiti Park or on signs throughout Downtown. Everywhere you look, you can find the saying, hidden in inconspicuous places and blurted by the live bands. 

I never expected Austin to be so green and have so many hills. I never expected Austin to be so metropolis and teeming with the latest and greatest in not only the music industry, but in food, fashion, and art. 

I never expected to find one of the greatest times in my life on a street with two polar reputations, Dirty 6 and West 6. 

When I first spotted the saying, I admit I was a bit confused. Why would a city want to be weird? The word itself at times can have a negative connotation, thus allowing it to essentially become the motto of the town doesn’t seem like a good idea, but it is probably the best idea I’ve ever heard!

Austin isn’t weird in a Barnum and Bailey circus show sense. That’s not the meaning and message behind the slogan. After spending these past few days in this wonderful city, Keeping Austin Weird to me means experiencing something you may never be able to elsewhere. It’s a reminder to those who live there to push innovation and create the next big thing. And it’s a promise to tourists that this town isn’t like anything you’ve ever seen before.

*These past few posts about my time in Texas for my friend’s bachelorette party weekend we’re all written a week before Hurricane Harvey hit. For this reason and the kindness and generosity I experienced while in Austin, my heart aches for those suffering in all parts of the state. If you can, please donate to the Hurricane Harvey Relief here.

Bathroom break pt. 4

The next great innovation needs to be a way for people not to have to take so many bathroom breaks. Imagine the time we would save in a day if we didn’t have to stop what we were doing to go to the bathroom. Imagine what we could accomplish if we soaked up all the minutes wasted in the restroom.

There would be no more apps counting the time or tallying the money your earned while going to the loo. There would be no lengthy, catchy tunes in ads for supposed soft or strong toliet paper. There would be no need or use for the space a luxurious John can take up in a house, or even an airple; there would just be one more seat or closet. 

These thoughts are running through my head as I sit in the window seat of this airplane. Three seats deep in this row, with a sleeping guy right next to me and another guy who looks like he doesn’t want to be bothered in the aisle seat, and I have to go to the bathroom! The rambles of a knee bouncing fool in the window seat.

Bachelorette Party in Austin pt. 1

Over the course of the next few weeks, I will post bits and pieces of my long weekend trip to Austin, TX for my best friend’s bachelorette party. Today, we’ll start with the plane ride!

Heading to Austin today for a Bachelorette party for one of my longest known friends, and I am over the moon excited! I have never been off the east coast before, so this year is a big one for me for travel, but nothing is bigger than the reason for it all. 

After losing one of my best friends last year, I swore to myself that I would make an effort to be more involved and available to the close friends I still have. I have kept to that promise, and here I am, flying to Austin! 
I’m honestly not sure what to expect I’ve never been to Texas before, and as my mom life has me out of the night scene and made me a huge lightweight, I’m just hoping I can hang with the other ladies.
The Maid of Honor has every male anatomy made party piece known to Spencer’s, so we’ll see how exactly what the weekend has in store.