For my 21st birthday, I bought myself a package of 15 chocolate liqueurs at the airport. Didn't even get carded.
My flight is delayed an hour, and I'm hedging my bets on emailing my airport pickup because it's 13 dollars to call Ecuador. For 13 dollars I think I'd rather walk to the hostel.
Don't worry mom, just kidding about walking.
So I'm stuck in Atlanta, and I've already smelled almost every perfume they have in the duty free shop.
I realized something I have never seen is birds flying out of an airplane window. Not at any height. Where are all the birds, I ask you? Are they as frightened of airplanes as I am? Impossible. So for my birthday, I have decided that is what I want: birds flying next to my window.
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Yo, Rachel. Happy birthday. I've wondered about the birds. I've seen them though. Really low and off to the side. A small flock. It's cool, but a bit strange. Like you're an impostor, and it can get unnerving pretty fast but fortunately, you've landed about that time.
Enjoy the chocolates.
Love,
Uncle E
Rachel If the birds were flying by your window first they would not be able to fly that fast, second its to high up they would suffocate, and three they would be sucked into the engine and die, silly Rachel.
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