The alarm had been ringing for at least fifteen minutes as I was able to turn it off. At first I had no idea how to make Jenny’s blackberry turn off so instead of throwing it against the wall like I wanted too I managed to turn it off. I gathered up my stuff said goodbye to Jenny and was down the stairs and on my way to the airport bus. Since I did not have that much money on me Jenny had to spot me 5 euros for the taxi that I needed to again take to the bus.
Once I got to the airport I was not feeling so good but managed to check in and get aisle seats for my first flight to Amsterdam and then for the long one to New York. After checking in I got some Pans (a common fastfood type joint in Spain) and a drink. After going through security and getting on the flight I was really feeling bad. I could barely look at the food I had bought and was just trying to sleep. Of course I was sitting next to the most impatient and fidgity person I had ever met. This guy could not sit still. He was constantly waking me up and it took everything I had not to yell at the guy. I wanted to take his head and ram it into the seat in front of him, but I held back.