"You need your ID and ticket out!" You hear that repeated and yelled for the whole five to 20 minutes you wait to go through security. That is great that our country is so much safer when traveling now, but I think everyone can agree that those 20 minutes are frustrating. You have your hands full of papers and then as soon as you are handed back your identification you have to take your shoes off and sort you items rapidly. Tensions are high and the urgency to get through those scanners is frantic. Everyone is rushing to put their items on the belt to be scanned so they can jump into the walk-through human scanner. You grab your belongings and attempt to throw you shoes on while walking to your gate.

Eventually you land yourself pretty near your gate. There are bratty kids in matching Disney character backpacks throwing temper tantrums to their parents about wanting another six dollar bag of M&M's from the magazine shop across the concourse. There's the elderly couple in matching pastel sweatsuits reading the newspaper. There's the businessmen and women that are unfazed by any of this nonsense. They are the flying regulars; they are so used to seeing this chaotic scene they do not even look up.

After you are greeted by the stewardess you stand in line to find a seat. You finally sit down, throw you bag under the seat in front of you, with your headphones ready for takeoff. This large man comes and decides the best seat for him is right in the middle of a row. Next to him sits a first-time mother with a teething baby in her lap. Classic. The man is snoring and the baby is crying all before the flight attendant comes to check for seat belts fastened.

Or the alternative situation is the classic annoyingly friendly row-mate that wants to know your entire life story in the two-hour flight. And the lady next to you coughing up a lung. She should probably have not gone on her trip and taken a ride to the hospital instead of contaminating the entire flight.

The flight finally comes to an end and the worst part of the entire flight occurs -- getting off. For whatever reason, getting the bags out of the overhead compartments is the most difficult process ever. It takes an hour to depart the plane. Why? Anxious passengers line up in the aisle and become testy. Throwing out aggressive comments left and right.

Regardless of the funny happenings on the plane -- it will always be much-appreciated compared to a full day in a car. #blessed