Okay- okay... where to begin...
I guess I could start with my flights?
I'll make these short though.
The first flight was empty but the few people in the flight were assholes. The flight attendants asked everyone to wait till the person in the seat in front of them left the airplane before they got out of their seats right after the plane landed. First thing the people did when the seatbelt sign went off was explode out of their seats.
Me and my mom waited till everyone before us left, got up, and the second my mom started taking the very few things we had in the overhead bin out, some woman started pestering us to go faster and that people are waiting for connecting flights. No one else was pestering us. My mom mentioned social distancing and the woman thankfully shut up.
And guess what happened after that.
We go to get our luggage and the woman that pestered us is taking her sweet time getting her own suitcase.
We had to wait half an hour till the shuttle for our hotel came (didn't have any flights from AZ to Chicago and Chicago to Germany on the same day) but other than that it everything was uneventful. The cats did great, as if they've flown their entire lives.
The second flight was amazing- we were in the top deck, pretty empty flight, very nice flight attendants and a seat that could turn into a bed level with the window so I could watch the sunset while I fell asleep- very wonderful XD
Once we landed in Germany I took a quick shower, fell asleep on the bed in seconds with soaking wet hair and then went to the horses where I met a girl three years older who takes care of the horses and in shorter than me- very fun XD
I led around a wonderful pony named Peaches (Pictures will come sometime when my brain works enough to remember links) and spent some time with her before going to bed (dying more like)
The next day we went back out to the horses and my mom ordered pizza from a local Italian friend to the stables. That's pretty much what happened that day.
And yesterday- well.
Lets just say I nearly died. More than once.
We start out the day at the horses and go all the way from the stables to my grandmothers house. I walked at least 12 kilometers that day. With Jet lag. And a horse that only wanted to eat with a halter that didn't fit right. I couldn't walk after that.
My feet felt like they were rocks walking on flat rocks and just- pain.
After we put the horses away we go to the car and realize one of the barn cats explored our car and we locked it in. It decided it didn't want to go out, so we had to pull it out.
Then we went to eat with my moms friends at a restaurant (with masks and distancing with the other peoples- no worries) and we walk like old women with bad backs and hips to the car when were done because our legs forgot what walking was. That was the first time I died.
The second time I died is because sleep deprivation really is a powerful thing. I had garlic bread for dinner, so I was a bit gassy, and because my brain turns into a child's brain when I don't get sleep, so this was very funny to me. I don't remember much of last night (Imagine a drunk Doom that didn't actually drink anything and was just sleep deprived) but ah- I or my mom said something, and I started laughing. Then I slipped on the floor and fell, while I fell I farted, resulting in me laughing louder and harder for about five minutes on the floor crying because something was just absolutely hilarious. After that I watched a bit TV, started reading a book till I went cross eyed because sleep deprivation and fell asleep.
Then there's today. Nothing noteworthy has happened XD
Here's some Peaches
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