For 5 days I did not read a blog, watch an entertainment news program, or make a call to anyone in the US....ok so the last one I couldn't do regardless. our phones don't work in the US.
So I made my way to Panama on Wed night. I get on the plane and there's a dude in my seat. My window seat. He had two little kids on either side of him and he kept saying, "My kids My kids" like he didn't understand me saying "um that's my seat." He knew English...he was just faking. So the flight attendent put me in the window seat across from him...i knew full well those seats were taken cuz I had checked the seating the night before....the only seats availabe where in the back of the plane where it's loud as fuck. So of course some lady comes along and says, "Oh no I have the window....I need to sleep" so I stopped fighting and ended up in a middle seat in between this lady and her husband and we became amicable and joined forces in pitching a bitch on how we had booked months before. The guy kept saying across from us, "it's my kids....my kids.." Ok I know what you're thinking, "You're heartless bitch with no heartfor a dude who can barely speak English and had a 8 and 3 yr old. But let's get this straight....he knew what he was doing. The back rows were all open. And when I booked no one else had booked in the seats next to me for a bit....So he figured he could book the one middle and the other two tgether and swipe the window seat from the unsuspecting person......yeah so I was pissed on principal.....
After that everything was chill althought it was a bit weird if you think about it for me to sit in bewteen a husband and wife....ANNNNNND she put my chair bar up to make more room and would resituate herself every hour on the flight and sometwimes look at my side....my ass was waaaaaay over on my line. She and her husband were visitng thier youngest daughter in Chile...they had a 10 hour layover in Panama....
After that I breezed through customs and my Spanish kicked in....
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