I’ve always loved airports and planes. The thought of seeing people arriving and departing to and from different places around the world is magical. It’s such a great environment and everyone’s on the go.
Flying is a fun thing but when you’re on a plane with 30 screaming babies it’s a different story. My 9 hour flight from JFK- New York to Moscow, Russia was the longest flight I’ve ever taken. First of all, our plane was late which led us to board the plane an hour to two hours later than expected. It was 3 AM and we were in the air. Sidebar: who would ever make their babies fly for 9 hours? I think they’re crazy people that crave inflicting misery on innocent victims. But that’s just me. So getting back on topic, I somehow fell asleep and I also got myself moved up to first class which was HUGE! The powers of Okna at work. During the last hours of my flight I was freaking out because I had to transfer flights. I didn’t know what to expect. Are Russians nice? Could they speak English? So many questions were rushing thru my head. Anxiety was setting in.
Transferring flights is probably the most stressful thing ever. Gates change, times sometimes don’t correspond and it’s just a lot of people running from one place to another. Being in Russia I didn’t have any service or wifi so I just relied on the people around me. With my luck my gate changed and I rushed thru security and speed-walked to my gate. Prior to my trip my dad freaked me out about how little time I would have to transfer planes but thankfully I had time to spare. I was so happy to arrive at my last flight and I could finally breathe. It was weird not being able to call my family and telling them I was safe and alive. But the idea of my dad always tracking my flights kept me protected. Sometimes he can be excessive but I’ll always love the crazy stuff he does for me. Shoutout to Josh! You’re the best. So back to my gate, I was very surprised because I didn’t expect so many Americans to be going to Mongolia. I thought I was going to be in a pool of Mongolians and asians but it was a very diverse group. I guess Mongolia is a popular place to travel to.
My last flight was during sunrise and showed the best views of Mongolia. The mountains were gorgeous and they surrounded everything. The birds eye view of Mongolia showed how much larger the countryside is compared to the towns and cities. As we were flying you could see the windows getting frosty with snowflakes, illustrating the crazy temperature changes in Mongolia. It was surreal that I landed in my homeland and it was scary entering into a whole new world.