Belgium!

Today I time traveled.

Everyday for the last couple of weeks I had thought about this moment. Packed, finally, and waiting in the airport for my first flight.

Don’t mess this up.

Not exactly sure what that meant, I clenched my ticket in the terminal and waited.

Boarding time came, and went. That plane hadn’t arrived. The clock tick away, eating into my two and half hour layover in JFK.

Next thing I know, I’m running through JFK. The first flight had been two hours late. I had twenty minutes to catch an international flight to Dublin. Shet.

Running through the airport. What terminal is my next flight in? Flag someone down. Three. What terminal is this? 5. Shet. Where’s the tram? Downstairs. Run. Pause. Watch girl fall down the escalator. Try not to laugh. Watch her stand up and fall again. Is she drunk or maybe has a sleeping disorder? Still funny. Remember I’m ridiculously late and keep running. Find airport employee and tell her my deal. She runs with me, flashing her badge at security and getting us to the front of the line.

Accidentally hockey check a bro. “Easy boss”

Easy boss? Have you ever been curb stomped by a 120 lb girl from Wisconsin? Shove him out of the way.

Run though security. Get to my 5:45 flight at 5:37. Boardings over.

Can I still get on? “Urgh, we’ve been paging you” The flight attendant lisps, his buzz cut hair dyed green. “Why haven’t you been here?” Urgh, running through the whole effing airport to get here because the flights are trash and are never on time.He looked at me and at the TT helmet dangling from my backpack. “Well, maybe if you had worn that fancy hat there you would’ve been here on time. Sorry.”

EFF YOU.

So I waited, so many more hours in that horrible airport, before finally boarding my flight to dublin, a sleep couple hour layover there, and then finally made it to Brussels.

Stressing about an unplanned week of not really riding, especially this two day travel day completely off the bike, but I always seem to stress about everything.

First race is tomorrow- Omloop Van Borsele, 120k of probable craziness. SO NERVOUS!!!!

I'll try to update this thing as I have internet.