arrive at BOI, start my check-in. united airline guy says, "you don't have your visa?" and i say, "i need a visa to go to australia just for a two week trip?" united guy, "yeah, you do." so i said, "well, no one ever told me that." i don't think i need to even explain how quickly my pulse increased or how damp my armpits became. luckily, we got here early. and luckily with the advances in technology, dude could type in an electronic visa and swipe my passport in about ten minutes. he was surprised that cheap tickets didn't inform me of this. i wasn't really. maybe they did and i just didn't pay attention. ANYWAYS. then, as dude is finishing up, he looks at me and says, "are you going there to model?" i started laughing hysterically. and told him that was nice of him. but he was still staring at me blankly. i'm still not sure if he was kidding or not. i'm going to assume so. BUT i think he was also convinced because he then says, "well, it looks like you're flying first class."
my pulse rate quickened once again.
i'm still not sure if i'm flying first class or not, but i'm not going to lie, free booze, food, and extra leg room for fourteen hours does not sound too shabby. i'll let you know. i'm trying not to get my hopes up.
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