More fun than Mayonnaise... or at least equally fun... OK, it's less fun, but you're still reading...
check in:
you can´t check in because you´ll for sure miss your connection. the plane leaving chicago is delayed.
proper respose:
like hell we´re giving up like that.
flight 1:
kid kept kicking my thigh with his dirty shoes. as much as i hate the germy airline magasizines, i set one on my leg so he would kick that. susie and i hold memorial when we were supposed to be leaving for barcelona. preparing for war.... can they get us any where to spain? to europe? can they extend our stay by a day since they stole one from us?
flight 2:
...is delayed... we have 12 minutes to run and catch it across 2 concourses. near end, a cart picks us up, literally drives us around a corner and says ¨¨you´re at concourse A, you can walk from here¨¨
we make it... we try to sleep... mostly impossible for me... i can´t even sleep under normal conditions...
with 60 minutes of sleep under my belt, we arrive at 8am... our first day in bcn.
Posted by steveh at May 17, 2006 5:33 AM | TrackBackfor the return flight, you might consider DRINKING- something powerfully alcoholic or even a nice big bottle of red wine...Sleeping on planes was never an option for me until I discovered that big booze on airplanes takes the edge off enough for me to crash. Waking up at the destination with a bad headache is nothing compared to suffering long hours being conciously crampt.
Posted by: heather at May 18, 2006 1:26 AM