Flying to Seattle

After a nice lunch with Nick at Cora's yesterday (for once there was no lineup; apparently the key is to go on a weekday at 2pm..haha), he dropped me off at Pearson where I waited for 2 hours before getting on the flight. I think I somewhat count as a frequent flyer now since I have flown to Baltimore once, DC twice, NYC once, Sacramento once, LA once, and all over China, HK, and Taiwan in the last year or so. The customs guy was pretty awesome. I had to fill out a form that specified where I would be staying in the states and I had no idea where Adam lives. The conversation went like this:

"Where are you going?"
"Seattle"
"What are you doing there?"
"Visiting my Boyfriend in Seattle, he's doing an internship at Microsoft"
"Where will you be living" points to the empty address box.
"At my boyfriend's house, but i dont know his address."
"Are you sure you're not staying at a hotel?"
"No...at my boyfriend's house...it's just that he's picking me up at the airport and driving me there so I don't know the address...."
"Are you sure you're not staying at a hotel?"
"Oh! Er..yes, I'll be staying at a hotel!" takes the form from him and writes in Hyatt.
"Does that say Hyatt?"
"Yes" embarrassing smile.
"Have a good trip."

The guy at the security check was also pretty cool. After my stuff went through the X-ray, he pointed my sealed ziplock bag of my perfume and moisturizer under 100mL each and asked me if it was my bin. I hesitantly said yes, thinking to myself whether i had gotten the 100mL wrong but he gave me a thumbs up, a wink, and said, "NICE!"

The flight was delayed, as per usual. I was standing next to a couple who were clad in LV. Except for the dude's jeans, they were polo. I stare too much.

I saw two movies (i still can't get over how great the AC personal TVs are). The first was 27 dresses and the second was P.S. I Love You. I cried from the beginning to the end for the latter movie. The flight attendant who came by serving drinks gave me a wad of tissue. How embarrassing. There's also an outlet below the seats for plugging in electronic devices. I take back what I said about AC when I lost my luggage, they're pretty awesome (though I hope I didnt speak too soon).

Arrived at Seattle at 8:30pm-ish and it was too dark to see anything. By the time we got some takeouts and got back in, it was almost midnight, which is like 3am on the East Coast. This jet lag is no fun.

More on Seattle itself later.
And a picture for those who have been calling my hair fobby: it's soa not!