Flying to India

I wrote a journal while I was in India, I'm not publishing it, I'm not a good blogger, and I'm just copying word for word what I wrote in my journal....so here it goes!

At the Detroit Airport:
Like I wasn't nervous enough already, I gt to the airport and went to check in at those e ticket kiosks that Northwest has, I swiped my passport and it told me that I couldn't check in until 24 hours before my flight. I was confused because my flight was in 3 hours. I asked for help and the guy at the counter said that my ticket was booked from JFK to DTW rather then the was it was supposed to be. Apparently you shouldn't book tickets while having an allergic reaction. The NW guy got me on the next flight to JFK but we couldn't get a late enough flight on the way back so I will be in New York for a night on my way back. But I have a flight so thats ok. After that everything went pretty smoothly, right after security the fire alarm went off and we couldn't go anywhere but it got clear so that was fine. (My luggage is only checked to Kuwait, good thing I checked because the guy at NW said that it was checked all the way, I'll take care of it when I get to Kuwait)

At the New York Airport:
I got to JFK airport and had no idea what I was supposed to do next. I waited to see if I needed to pick up my luggage, it didn't come out so I suppose that means its already checked onto my Kuwait flight. (hopefully) So then I found the Terminal I needed, got in line, payed what I owed, got back in line, checked in, ran across the airport and found security. Showed some girls my epi-pens (they were curious) After security there was nothing in the airport but one pub and a store, sat around for ever texting and making phone calls. Then bored the plane, which was HUGE and there was lots of foot room and foot rests and screens in the seats mine doesn't work, but I don't want to switch seats because I have an empty seat next to me. They handed out face towels, menus, and a little ziper case with head phones, toothbrush, toothpaste, and an eye mask. The guy next to me is praying and singing. And now onto my nap.

On the Flight to Kuwait:
When I woke up we were 25 minutes from descent I slept 7 or 8 hours of the flight. Which was nice I would love to do that again. I'll I see below us is dessert. This is the first time that as I'm landing the airport and the area around it doesn't look anything like home. There is sand and dessert and oil? and a few small subdiviss and a highway. Right now I think I'm the only white person around which feels kind of strange, I'm not used to being the minority, but I guess its a good thing that I get to experience that.

At the Kuwait Airport:
At first the Kuwait airport was overwhelming and I had no idea where to go, but now I've been here for awhile and its fine, Its really a nice airport, I want to take pictures, but I dont feel like I should. I have to go check on my luggage in a few minutes, then there is a free dinner at 6:30 pm. I think that there are a few people that came from Detroit with me. I can't believe that in a few hours I'll be in India!

On the Plane to Thiruvananthapuram (Trivandrum):
The piolet just made some announcement about someones airspace and professionals, and turbulance, and headlights. I have no idea what he said. I'm sure I'll find out if it was something important..... This time I am for sure the only white person, its still weird. I was next to this really nice Indian woman at the begining of the flight but her and her baby moved so now I have the window all to myself. I saw another side of Kuwait as we took off, it was busy and there were streets and shops and roads and houses, such contrast, I knew Kuwait had to be more then desserts.