I could smell those French fries and I was dying to have them. Next thing I know, my dad comes up and asks me what I want.
My reply was, �A medium Sprite. Thanks.�
So the next 3 hours passed slowly. I paced for about an hour. Shopped for about an hour. Tried to jump out the window for about an hour, but never succeeded.
Since boredom was starting to take it�s toll on my sanity, I called Cassie. We talked for about 30 minutes, discussing the usual. The usual includes just random things. She also asked me if Greg and Stevie were there again. I casually said no, and told her I had been starring at the terminal for the past 3 hours and hadn�t taken my eyes off of it.
That was cool.
It was finally 5 o�clock and time for my grandparents to leave. I said my good-byes, hugged and kissed them, and ran to the bathroom because I had to go pee so bad. I never felt the urge to go pee that bad before. Stupid medium sprite.
I have finally come to a conclusion�which is�
Airports suck.
So this is the end of the Airport Escapades. Second part, Fin.
� Danielley