On the Come Up

A 4:45am alarm, an hour-long drive, a hastily eaten $17 breakfast sandwich at PHL and a stuffed-to-the-gills gate is prelude to what will be a 6 hour flight.  I might as well be flying to the UK, it’s so far.  Sometimes it’s hard to fathom that we drove from one coast to another, literally, in 6 days.  Five?  I can’t remember now.  I’ve asked the gate agents if there are … Continue reading On the Come Up

I Wish I Had a Dime for Every Dick on a Plane

I have recently started traveling quite a bit for work.  I can firmly say I’m in the pro-Southwest Airlines camp, even when the attendants float crazy bombs of jokes that go out into the atmosphere like a suffocating cloud of death.  I have a list of observations about my experiences on relatively short flights.  I would like to take this time to share them. 1) … Continue reading I Wish I Had a Dime for Every Dick on a Plane