Also known as the, “Jenn didn’t read the fine print in the Expedia Delta flight selection section.” Yeah, my bad. With a particular level of economy tickets purchased, Delta does not allow you to pick a seat, rather they assign you one at the gate. I don’t do well in the middle seat, who does really? I had myself a nice little panic moment during my layover in Atlanta, hyperventilating, almost to the point of tears. It is the most absurd contradiction to have one half of your mind telling you everything is terrible, you can’t sit there, why did you go away to begin with, you want to go home; and then have the other half of your mind telling you that you’re being ridiculous. It’s an hour and 23 minutes in a plane. You’ll be fine. And you know what? I was fine.
I'm a traveling teacher who sometimes has issues with anxiety. You'll find photos, ramblings, and other nonsense on this page. I'm new to blogging, so bear with me! Thanks for checking it out!