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    Ticket To Puerto Rico--Bronx Alley

    by , 08-01-2012 at 05:33 AM (347 Views)
    July 31, 2012

    Synopsis: First I help my sister make her flight to puerto rico, then I race around with my team to make sure we catch our flight. Later, I'm in Bronx and I meet a strange woman with creole magical cooking skills.

    Ticket to Puerto Rico
    I'm driving my sis around town. I don't know what my destination is all I know is I'm in a mad rush. The highway slowly merges with a mall, which then becomes an airport.

    Were running late but the street were on, which is inside the airport building, is under construction. And now the flight of stairs we need is blocked. Well, its only blocked for cars.

    We run up the stairs and at the computer station we find out sis' flight is already boarding! We print the ticket and the clerk leads the way to the terminal gate. I remember thinking how strange it was that I'm able to go this far into the airport without going through security. I thought you had to have a ticket to get to the gates?

    I fail to do a RC.

    "This way, in here" The clerk leads us to an area that once again looks more like a mall. Sis' gate looks like a smokey game room. And rather than boarding into an airplane, she has to board the hippie bus parked in the center of the game room. It was full and the last seat was hers!

    I wave goodbye, she's on her way to puerto rico, I'm so jealous!

    I woke up stressed out and upset. Why did I stress myself out getting sis to PR, what about me?

    When I fell back asleep I'm back in the airport. This time I have a scheduled flight to puerto rico with my entire team - an olympic team. What sport, I dont know.

    The whole team races through the airport and we had numerous hurdles to overcome. But really, we just got lost.

    I find the original game room sis' hippie bus/gate was in. But its completely empty now.

    "This way to our gate!"

    The whole group follows the leader, through a cafeteria kitchen and out the back door. There she is, our beautiful airplane gleaming in the sunlight waiting to take us to puerto rico.

    Suddenly a clerk stops me and my friend. "I'm sorry but your names aren't listed on this flight, where are your tickets?"

    What? I came all this way and now shes trying to tell me I can't get onboard? "Oh hell bitch, I am getting on that plane"

    I shoove her aside and me and my friend run inside the plane. I woke up shortly after.

    Bronx Alley-(brief morning dream)
    It must have been around 3am when me and sis decided we were bored/hungry and we left our apartment. Instead of texas, were in a bronx alley.

    Walking down the fire-escape steps, a gang of guys cat-call us and make it hard to walk by. But our destination was a friendly neighbor just down below.

    She opens her door wide and greats us inside. Shes wearing big flowy colorful clothing. Her apartment is warm and full of random things, so many things. And she made this huge meal, even though its 3am, who was she expecting to feed?

    She talked as big and hearty as her creole cooking. But I cant remember now what she had told me. By the time she served me food, I wasn't hungry and then I woke up.

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