The Problem with Flying Across the Entire Country
4:45AM wake up call.
6:30 AM three-hour flight.
One SIX HOUR LAYOVER.
Six.
SIX.
Are you kidding me?
That should be illegal.
Limited food choices. Pei Wei lettuce wraps to the rescue.
One hour and a half delay on the tarmac with no AC…in Phoenix, Arizona.
Mad, sweaty, hungry people all around. Babies crying.
Shoot me.
Another 4 and a half hour flight.
Without dinner.
My stomach hates me.
My body hates me.
My eyeballs hate me.
I am a zombie.
Give me sleep.
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