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My Experience Of My Flight

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As I sit in the airport, my eyes scan the scene. I begin to watch people as they walk past me. Some are in a hurry; some could care less if they make it to their gate on time. You begin to categorize different types of people as they walk, or run, past you. As I learn that my flight has been delayed for another three hours, I take a seat against the wall and start to make a list, a list of the different types of people in the airport. “What do you think we will do when we get to the hotel”, said my mom.
Being caught off guard, I say, “Hmm?”
“I said, what do you think we will do once we get to the hotel?”
“I don’t know! I will honestly just want to sleep after the day that we’ve had.”
“You’re probably right. Should we just order room service, and then call it a night?”
At this point, I start to tune her out because if I don’t, she will talk for hours. I reach for my backpack sitting next to me, and I take out my notebook. At the top, I title it, People in the Airport. I begin to write down different types of people. The ones who can’t figure out how an airport works. The ones who inch their way closer and closer, hoping to board sooner. The ones who bring way more then they need to.
There are multiple different types of people in the airport. Here are just a few:
The Lost Ones The lost ones are those who have no idea where they are going. They wander around aimlessly trying to get to their gate, but the only problem is, they don’t know where it’s at. Like do they not

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