The adventure begins.

Day one: The morning has gone fairly well. Timed perfectly. We thought we saw Lou Miller at the airport, turns out no.

Coffee was purchased and I managed to stomach a danish, which was a miracle after cat flaunting her disgusting excuse for a toenail. (refer to peeing in the bushes story)

Excerpt of airport conversation:

Sarah: did you print the intinerary?
Cat: sure. I don't know where it is though.
Sarah: aren't you glad I know you well enough to print it myself?
Cat: pffft.
Sarah: we're in row 20, A and B.
Cat: no I swear it was A and D.
Sarah: well clearly youre wrong. (thinking she's obviously thinking of A&D ointment yet kept it to myself)
Cat: the flight is late. She said it leaves at 8:10.
Sarah: no. The flight is on time. It's at gate A-10. You're going deaf.
Cat: what row are we in?
Sarah: Omg! I Just told you and FYI, you're holding your boarding pass.

She proceeded to "take a pill".

Once on board, despite my best efforts, I was unable to find her "off" switch. A sleep deprived kitty apparently means the volume of her voice is turned up to an eleven while debating that the second ghostbusters movie was in fact funny, followed by a very rough reinactment of the bobby brown song used in the end of the movie as well as an impersonation of the mark wahlberg talking to a goat sketch on snl.

We then attempted to make hand puppets from our barfbags.

The surrounding passengers love us.

Cat was then soon intriuged by jet blue's alleged "cleanest pillow in the world" option, yet does not buy one at the cost of $7.

Then in a flash, she fell asleep.

We will land in approx a half hour and I'm told I must drive once we are in SD, as she is directionally challenged and insists that I " know my way around".

The adventure begins, indeed!