Gotta stick in another Audrey Hepburn pun while I can, amiright? 😉

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“Face down,” she says.

What a nice change. For once someone asks me to face down instead of stand on my tippy-toes and look up. I sidle up to the scanner, presumably to get a mugshot or my eyeball scanned.

“Face down,” she says again, impatiently, gesturing over to the phone in my hand with my e-ticket.

Oh… good thing I didn’t dip my head over the scanner. I casually slide my phone over the scanner like that’s what I was planning to do all along, because I totally was.

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The plane is taking awhile to take off from Philly to New York, where I have a six hour layover. I sink my head into the headrest, drop my eyelids, and have a little rest as the wheels start rolling.

But when I open them again, I see that the plane is getting dangerously close to land. The flight attendant is saying something over the intercom, but it’s so muffled that I can’t make out what she’s saying. Are we making an emergency landing? What? is? happening?? Oh dear.

Ah so apparently I’ve slept through the whole flight. This is New York.

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After finally watching Deadpool, finally watching Zootopia, watching an episode of CSI: Cyber, taking a nap, and skipping the airplane food for the chow mein and orange chicken I packed from Panda Express at JFK, I’ve made it to Rome.