THE FIRST CHAPTER.

In most cases, you can tell what a book is going to be like by the first chapter you read. Well the same thing goes with new adventures. I sat on the edge of the row two bags in hand and a smile on my face (that didn’t seem to disappear no matter how hard I tried). I couldn’t help but laugh as the realization of what I was about to do set in. I have always dreamed of going to Africa, ever since I was a little girl. With exotic dances, beautiful people, and breathtaking wildlife I couldn’t help but dream of immersing myself in such a culture. Well the first chapter of my adventure went a little like this.

 Across the row sat a larger man who insisted on getting out of his chair at least fifteen times. Each time, without his realization, I had to awkwardly turn my head as his large backend came way to close to my face.  I simply just had to laugh at the now severed personal bubble that used to stand between us. The couple who sat beside me had a very awkward form of PDA. Within ten minutes of take-off, the man had picked his nose and was trying to wipe it on his girlfriend’s face (cute or disgusting? – that’s for you to decide).  I kind of shook my head thinking that I had just misjudged some harmless flirting, but her disgusted face as she reached for her forehead dismissed such a thought. I almost felt bad for the younger boy who sat in front of me as I look at his anxious and distraught face. He managed to scan the plane with wide eyes almost the whole four hours. I couldn’t decide whether he had never flown before, or if he was simply just afraid of heights. Then to top it off, there were the three amigos. Each of the three men had the exact same tattoo -- a huge tribal sleeve on their left arm. I couldn’t help but imagine up some exciting story about how they all were connected, and why they all had the same tattoo. I happened to zone out a little, and realized that I was staring right at one of them who happened to give me quite the dirty look. I quickly looked away embarrassed once I realized he had a silver ring wrapped around his left ring finger. These are some of the moments that make up the “first chapter” of my trip ,and from what it seems I’m going to have intriguing moments, disgusting moments, and a lot of misplaced judging as I travel to my far off destination.