The Worst Plane Ride

4:30 a.m. driving to the airport. “Mom, I feel sick”. She told me I was probably just nervous. I’m not a nervous person so I quickly ruled that out. Then it happened, good thing I brought a garbage bag. It turns out my body picked the perfect day to give me the 24 hour flu. I held it together in the security line and after taking a bite of Gabe Keim’s breakfast burrito it started happening again. Now, I won’t go into great detail because that’s gross, but I will explain the extent of my ailment. At the time I thought I had food poisoning, but I discovered otherwise when Gabe Keim decided to get sick as well the night before Wieden. I was back and forth between my seat and the bathroom the entire flight and actually took a nice nap in one of the three stalls for about 25 minutes. Upon arrival, my cousin picked us up and took us to his apartment in Brooklyn. Ready to explore the city, I promptly laid on his couch, threw on Thor: Ragnorak and watched TV with him for the rest of the night. Quite possibly the worst day of my life, but we made it. Sorry to Gabe and that poor woman in the aisle seat.

-Corey