The European/African Terminal of JFK:
Mommy had missed the elevator so when we got to the bottom we waited for here. We had 6 hours to kill, and it wasn't nearly time for check-in, so we headed towards the chapels, and on the way we picked up some FREE baggage carts. They had a bunch of different areas, and the "Multicultural Area" is where we went, but clearly it was for Muslims.
After resting we went downstairs, and sat for half an hour, arguing about who would sit with YaSeen, chewing gum from the machines, and drinking water. When my dad got back from wherever he was we went to eat. But I was mad because they didn't even have Subway! What kind of airport is this?!
After eating at Sbarro and drinking a 3 dollar Mountain Dew, Daddy and I went walking around looking for a seat cushion to replace the one he lost. We looked in all the stores, and I even saw some iPod speaker things I hadn't seen before. We never found one. One of the shops had pretty much every magazine you could think of, and glancing at the covers, I noticed that Anne Hathaway isn't doing Princess Diaries 3! Totally off topic, but anyway...
After looking through the stores in vain, we went upstairs and saw people checking in for our flight. Quickly, we got everyone up there to check in so that would be out of the way. Then after Daddy's long discussion with the white South African guy, we went to pray. After taking a short nap and praying we went to go through security, but it was more crowded then before. On the way Mommy bought me an eight dollar Swiss chocolate bar, (Which lasted a week and a half.) We must've looked really strange. Tall white guy leading five blue-shirted kids, followed by a hijab wearing woman. Security was the same as Charlotte, except it took a lot longer, and the guard at the xray confisticated my Gerber knife, which I had forgotten was there. I was really upset because Daddy gave it to me. Oh well, it was three dollars and we had another one at home. Once I stopped freaking out Daddy told me they were going to use it to test the new workers, to see if they could find it in a crowded bag going through the xray.
We went to the gate, and seeing as it was already boarding, Daddy decided to use the bathroom until our rows were called. Again. Well, once he got back and we went through the gate, I expected to go directly on the plane, but instead we went down a sort of ramp, then our boarding passes were checked, then we stepped onto the plane.
Mommy had missed the elevator so when we got to the bottom we waited for here. We had 6 hours to kill, and it wasn't nearly time for check-in, so we headed towards the chapels, and on the way we picked up some FREE baggage carts. They had a bunch of different areas, and the "Multicultural Area" is where we went, but clearly it was for Muslims.
After resting we went downstairs, and sat for half an hour, arguing about who would sit with YaSeen, chewing gum from the machines, and drinking water. When my dad got back from wherever he was we went to eat. But I was mad because they didn't even have Subway! What kind of airport is this?!
After eating at Sbarro and drinking a 3 dollar Mountain Dew, Daddy and I went walking around looking for a seat cushion to replace the one he lost. We looked in all the stores, and I even saw some iPod speaker things I hadn't seen before. We never found one. One of the shops had pretty much every magazine you could think of, and glancing at the covers, I noticed that Anne Hathaway isn't doing Princess Diaries 3! Totally off topic, but anyway...
After looking through the stores in vain, we went upstairs and saw people checking in for our flight. Quickly, we got everyone up there to check in so that would be out of the way. Then after Daddy's long discussion with the white South African guy, we went to pray. After taking a short nap and praying we went to go through security, but it was more crowded then before. On the way Mommy bought me an eight dollar Swiss chocolate bar, (Which lasted a week and a half.) We must've looked really strange. Tall white guy leading five blue-shirted kids, followed by a hijab wearing woman. Security was the same as Charlotte, except it took a lot longer, and the guard at the xray confisticated my Gerber knife, which I had forgotten was there. I was really upset because Daddy gave it to me. Oh well, it was three dollars and we had another one at home. Once I stopped freaking out Daddy told me they were going to use it to test the new workers, to see if they could find it in a crowded bag going through the xray.
We went to the gate, and seeing as it was already boarding, Daddy decided to use the bathroom until our rows were called. Again. Well, once he got back and we went through the gate, I expected to go directly on the plane, but instead we went down a sort of ramp, then our boarding passes were checked, then we stepped onto the plane.
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