From Nagoya to Detroit

I'm boarding the same plane to go to Detroit Metro. I refused to sit at the waiting area because I knew that it was going to be a long flight from Nagoya to Detroit. Might as well stand while I still can. Waiting with me were a couple of Pinoys and people who had enough money to go to Japan for summer.

And poor me had no one to talk to and no money to spend. Poor nga talaga. Shit, I'm such a loser. So kunyari na lang may ka-text ako. The usual bisi-bisihan. Shit, loser nga talaga.

After a hard time understanding what the ground stewards were saying (Japanglish), I was finally able to board the plane and drop the bisi-bisihan act.

Did I tell you that I do NOT like window seats? Well, I DON'T. Because I can't move around and go to the comfort room without disturbing someone. The aisle seat went to a big American, the middle seat to a Japanese and guess what? Window seat ang nakuha ko. I'm an unlucky loser.

I felt like I was in the Amazing Race when I was at Detroit Metro. Well, it was more likely that I pretended that I was in the Amazing Race. The things that boredom does to you. I had to ride a train that takes me from one terminal to the other! That's how big that airport was. Ang galing!

I had to fly American Airlines for the final leg of my flight. The FA's were very different from our FA's. They looked more like moms than beauty queens. I guess as long as you can walk along the aisle without having to turn sideways then your weight is not a question.

Ang galing! You don't have to be thin to be an FA! Cool. So pwede pala ako maging FA dito sa Amerika kung ganun.

New Jersey, game ka na ba?