Sacramento

Sept 2, 2013 11:21 AM
Today is the first real leg of my trip. And so far it has been as unenjoyable as I had guessed. My body is burned to a slight crisp from the recent Mexico trip, which in itself was a fantastic blur of booze, ocean breezes, and shitty street tacos. Although it was a fucking awesome trip and as good as a send off as I could have asked for. I am pretty sore and tired, really not getting too much sleep last night. This morning around 5AM I stumbled into Sky Harbor airport after saying my last goodbyes to Sarah at the departure terminal. It was a sobering reminder of the journey I am about to partake in.
I then board my flight and immediately pass out, I can only imagine the obnoxious snoring that I forced my poor seat buddy to suffer through, but I got a good nap, so that's all that really matters. As I arrived at LAX I wandered around, having three hours to kill before my flight to Sacramento. I decide to have my last Micky D's meal in America here in Los Angeles, and it is just as shitty as I remember it being.
Now as I write I am currently listening to some very annoying children whine about god knows what in the seat in front of me. I am also eating the most bland "Gourmet Center Biscoff" ever, which tastes like if a Teddy Graham had a bad night of drinking, this is what would come out the next morning. It is essentially Delta's way of saying "Hey we're too cheap to give you peanuts so here's a shitty processed piece of dry, tasteless cracker, thank you for flying with Delta today"
But its not all bad, I knew the first part of the trip was gonna be a rough few days, but I am consumed and distracted by mixed emotions of being excited, nervous, sad and happy all at once. This is going to be one hell of a journey and hopefully I survive it, and hopefully you can follow me around the world and listen to my travels in whatever morose, sarcastic, and eye-opening way I choose to convey it in.
Ben Cohen