I've been working in an airport bar/it's like Christmas on a submarine
I hung out at LAX for a while before I caught my flight, beer-ing, writing, and catching up with my mom on the phone.
After my flight from LA to Detroit, I will never complain about comparatively trivial airplane inconveniences ever again. This was truly the worst flight of my life and seeing Nick in his scrubs waiting for me outside the security gate in Columbus made me want to sob with relief.
3 comments:
What happened? Did you have to change seats because the person next to you snored or...end up in Valencia? If cars didn't take so long, and I didn't need to sleep, and I had a car that had the potential to travel long distances, and could float through Atlantic waters, and didn't use much gas...well I think I would skip flying all together.
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OMG! this is awful. What happened?! You should complain and get a free ticket somewhere wonderful ;)
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