Colorado-ish – Day 6

May 27, 2024

Today was a pretty sad day. I woke up at 4:30am to take the bus to the airport. I almost MISSED the bus because I was waiting at the train station, conveniently named the same as the bus station. Fortunately the bus driver saw me and waited for me to board.

After taking the bus I had to take the train, which was an easy transfer. Unfortunately I got off the stop too early, and some lady was trying to tell me that this wasn’t my stop but I panicked and ran off the train anyway. This ended up working out because I was able to Uber to the exact terminal I wanted. If I got off the train correctly, I would’ve had to walk 20 minutes to from the train stop. I’m justifying this by the fact I saved 15 minutes of time.

I got checked in, got to check my bag for FREE (yayyy!), and sooner than later I was boarding the first plane from Denver to SFO. Nothing eventful really so fast forward to my 16 hour flight from SFO to Singapore.

As soon as I checked my boarding pass before this flight I was dreading it. One thing about me is I prefer to fly on the rightmost side of the plane, but when I looked at my seat number, it was 56 “K”! K? K is the middle seat! That’s the worst case scenario. Not only would I disturb seat J when I needed to pee, but I would disturb seat L if I accidentally, naturally, sleep leaning on my right.

However, I should’ve known better. Even though I was seat K, I still had the rightmost seat, but even better… You see the way the airplane tapered when it got to my seat, it only had capacity to have 2 chairs in my section, not the usual 3. So rather than having a seat to my right, I had extra leg room! This was fantastic, and soo useful.

The rest of my flight was pretty chill. It was a long flight and it dragged on a long time. My seat mate was a very nice gentleman. He was going to Singapore for work. What was neat was I found out he was actually from San Diego! When he said that I told him, “cool, I’m going their next year for school,” to which he replied, “I have two sons there!” Turns out his older son is enrolled in a 5 year mechanical engineering program, where after 5 years, you get your masters. That’s the exact program I’m hoping to get into! Anyways I thought it was quite neat, he was very nice although I don’t remember asking for his name.