Hello from Geneva

Good morning, 

It's 10:37am and I'm in Geneva airport looking at the Swiss Alps. Geneva seems to be a small sleepy little city. 

Yesterday, I scrambled around to re-pack and prepare for this flight. I arrived at the airport around 5 and said my goodbyes to my mother and neighbor. My suitcase was over packed by 10lbs but I was able to work something out. Unfortunately, I had to eat dinner in the airport. Sadly enough it was McDonalds. I had about an hour and a half before departure. 

I boarded a Swiss aircraft that sat 2 by the windows and four seats in the middle. I of course asked for the window seat. I fell asleep before the plane even took off. I woke up to a nice snack of pretzels and then shortly after about 9pm EST a dinner of chicken, pearl onions, some sort of broccoli pasta, a slice of cheese and a brownie was served. After dinner was finished I was asked if I would like a 1 or 2 bottles of Baileys. I surely accepted the offer and relaxed! Every seat on the plane was equipped with a TV that you could use to listen to albums, movies, and shows and play games. I watched The Losers with Idris Elba, Dexter and Mad Men. The consul also had a way to see the flights altitude, 39,125 ft, the speed 596 mph and how long we had in our trip. As well as a map to see where exactly we were. 

Again I feel asleep and this time I woke up to warm croissants, yogurt and juice. I listened to music as we flew past Paris. Now I'm in the airport where I met a Turk named Cavat (Jovan), paid 15 Swiss Francs equivalent to $15 to use 3 hours of Internet and have the pleasure of watching people drink wine for breakfast.