Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Thoughts on a Wonderful Day

It has been a wonderful day, Let me tell you. I awoke to another beautiful Florida morning, hopped in the car and drove on down to the airport to catch a plane. Everything was going smoothly, I sat down in seat 1A and began reading. From that point on it has been an unsuccessful day. 

-Airplane brakes needed maintenance, hour and half of waiting
-Bus driver would only allow my Dad on employee bus to the parking lot in LaGuardia
-Traffic
-Traffic
-My mom got a migraine and I couldn't help
-Traffic
-Construction all over neighborhood....dirt pile in center of drive way
-All power outlets in my room no longer work 

I am soooo glad to be back in the nice rainy weather. Drove through NYC, that place is so claustrophobic It makes my skin crawl just driving through it. I cannot think of any reason why anyone lives there, but I guess I live in Jersey, which is probably worse. Who knows....
I miss Florida already.

-Kyle Griffith McChesney

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Thoughts on Flying to Florida

Woohoo, awesome, horrible quality, cell-phone slide show of my journey to Florida. Ready...Go!
That is me, looking all snappy for the flight, have to represent the McChesney family well. Driving through New York, getting honked at for having Montana plates.
That's New York City (some part of it) as seen from the Verrazano Narrows Bridge. Great camera work going 70 miles per hour, if i don't say so myself.
Kind of a lame looking picture, but there is a story behind it. On the left are some Brooklyn Apartment buildings, where they filmed much of Requiem For a Dream. Never ever going to do drugs after that movie. The Ferris Wheel on the right is none other then the Coney Island Ferris Wheel....wwwaaarrriiiorrrsssss...cccomee ooutt too pllaaaaaaeeeyyy!  WARRRRIIIIOOORRRSSS. Such a great freaking movie.
That's what it looks like being me...At least when I look at my feet. Don't quite know why I took that one...


There is my wonderful father, Scott. From this moment on he will be called by his true name: Scooter. This is a wonderful picture of him being a jokster on the bus to the terminal at JFK.
There is my mom, Lorel, clearly very pleased with my dad's antics.....or maybe not.
There is the airplane I am going to get on too soon. If anyone has been to JFK they will know that it is kind of a dump. There are all these old remnants of airlines long since shut-down. They build new buildings around the old T.W.A. airlines terminal and just left it stuck in the middle of everything. It is a weird place. It is like a Frankenstein airport, old run down bits spliced together with new and futuristic parts. It is an interesting place.
There is the weather report for Orlando, Florida. It says 80 degrees and sunny as the forecast, which is freaking surprising. I lived in Florida for four months and not once was it 80 degrees and sunny. I can't keep that joke going, it is always sunny here and I love it. The snow in Montana was too much for me, and even that chilly Jersey wind was getting to me. I love nothing more then hot, humid weather, the cool pool ready to be swam in, and the friendly alligators waiting to greet me in the front yard.




Finally arrived, way better then last time traveling. Got on the first flight we tried for, and sat first class. God I love my dad's job. Thankfully, the flight was shorter then expected, and i was not forced to endure anymore Inception.