Malvern, Pennsylvania

First blog.

There are first for a alot of things.
Like my first day leaving Utah for months/first night in Malvern, Pennsylvania.

Hungry Hour: Welcome to American Airlines. We offer many beverages, snacks and small lunches. There is just a small price for snacks or small lunches (Whaaaaat?). Beverages are complimentary though :) News flash! SPREAD THE NEWS! (they actually give you the whole can on American Airlines! Who knew? No more a cup full of ice with 5 ounces of your beverage.) Due to the new price on airline food (which doesn't even taste good) my meals consisted of cliff bars. Yum! they have never tasted so good.

Laughin Hour: Madre got hungry on our first flight too. Pulled out her cliff bar; she had some troubles opening it. Alas. Plastic rips. Cliff bar flies. Right into the lap of the stranger sitting next to her (ever seen a cliff bar? they look reeeeeeal attractive). Outcome: embarassed and hysterically laughing madre.

Tired hour: Going to bed at one thiry, waking up at four. Try sleeping. Poor mother who was the pillow of her grumpy seventeen year old daughter.

Layaway hour: "Welcome to Dallas, Texas. If you are making a connecting flight your gates are as follows "Philadelphia: Gate C17." "Attention passengers there has been a change, those going to Philadelphia, your gate is now C12." Awesome. We had lots of time to walk around. :) However, a little before our plane left we decided we should double check our gate. The next plane that departed from gate C12 was going to JFK airport in New York. Wrongo. Let's check our original. The next plane that departured from C17 was going to La Guardia airport in New York. Wrongo. We were in the completely wrong terminal. In salt lake, thats no big deal. Dallas Airport: MASSIVE. Its like Disneyland. You have ride the blessed monorail to even change terminals (or Disneyland's case to change rides). We did make it okay.

Exploring hour: I love airport shops - Stick of gum: $3.00, Fleece Inflatable Pillows that unzip to be a blanket:$29.99, Solar powered keychains: $7.99 - epic prices. I love airport shops. Usually you find unusal things. In the Dallas airport there were many Latino shops. Anyone know why? These shops entailed: tequila flavored lollipops with scorpions in them, jalapeno chocolate, and mini sombreros. (by mini I mean too small for a barbie). I love airport shops.

Tourist hour: largest vending machine I have ever seen. 16' by 10'. Yes feet. Pillows, teddybears, pretzels, any type of drugs, contact lenses, etc. *Why is that girl taking a picture of a vending machine?* It was cool okay?

Shopping Hour: Had to buy groceries. Went to the Local "Giant." Because the Walmart that was "close by" is a half an hour away and has the worst ratings in the world. Local grocery stores are funny - Tad Hamilton's fall in love with Rosie's. AND The cashiers are all over the age of forty and white. What country am I in? Its possible to have cashier who's not in highschool or speaks english? So we picked up some peach doughnuts (anyone ever heard of them?) and whole wheat tortillas. Yum.

Driving Hour: For father's day my madre bought my dad a GPS. It is really cool. It talks to you and says "Turn right in .3 miles." (and makes this cool little beeping sound that kind of sounds like a high pitched voice saying turn left). Well my dad being the genius that he is, likes to outsmart the GPS. Of course he can. He's Rex Maughan. It is just hilarious to listen to.

Spiritual Hour: Heleman Chapter 12-13. Wow. Mom. Wom. Mow. Those chapters keep me in line. Anyone want to sign up for everlasting damnation? No thank you.

There are first for a alot of things.
Like my first day leaving Utah for months/first night in Malvern, Pennsylvania.