To London and beyond!

My plane to London Heathrow left from O'hare at 6. I was supposed to sit next to some girl but she wanted to sit by her friend so this 13 year old boy moved over and sat by me. We had a lovely conversation the entire way over about our favorite food, candy, sports, juice, artists, music, movies and more. We also compared rugby to American football and he told me he plays rugby and he doesn't like soccer. For a 13 year old, he really knows a lot of things and he mentioned watching documentaries and I asked him if he watched a lot. His response: "no, I watch a lot of YouTube videos." He was great company on the way. We were cracking jokes. I tried to sleep on the plane but it was not working out for me, facking plane! I watched Wreck it ralph, identity thief, and started Oz but couldn't finish that shit. I was super gassy though for some reason but i didn't let it out. Thank you self control. Instead, you know when you invert it and the bubbles go to your stomach? yeah that was my life for the last 3 hours. Anyway, him, his mom and his sister were on their way back from the Cayman Islands. He mentioned what his name was because he was telling me a story about how he got held up at customs for 2 hours. And the only part I could make out was that his last name is Jones. So I called him jones and I said bye. It was kinda sad because it was a fun flight and I got him to speak with an American accent. Oh and he was feeding me skittles. He was a lot of fun. And his mom and sister looked over and saw that we were chatting. I mean, it was a long ass flight I might as well talk to the person I sit by. After saying bye to Jones, I walked  down an endless hallway until I got to the bus that takes you to terminal 5. I let an old man sit next to me even though I was cramped and didn't have any leg space. I didn't catch his name but him and his wife Lindsey are on their way to Zurich for their sabbatical and they are later going to Italy. His wife is fluent in Spanish and Italian. He asked where I was headed and what for and I told him I'm studying in Granada and then you know how old people get. They like to talk about their kids and so he was telling me at story about when his son was a senior in high school. I arrived at Heathrow at 8, and my next flight is at 11:10. I wish I could sleep though, but that is not happening within the next 3 hours. I literally spent 20 minutes to a half hour in the bathroom sitting on the toilet, sleeping. I didn't want anybody taking my stuff!