Saturday, July 5, 2008

Good to be Home.

So last night I finally got some of my oldest friends all together in the same room for the first time in about 6 years.

But I almost didn't even make it to Chicago.

Of course July 2 was the busiest I've ever seen the airport. All of the flights from Atlanta to Chicago were overbooked as hell so my flight went from being the 3:14 flight, to the 4:18 flight, to the 5:57 flight, to the 8:25 flight, to the 9:45 flight and ended up being the 11:10 flight. Right, that's six flights. Yes, it was a long day at Hartsfield-Jackson. The only way I was able to save face from the 10 hours I spent at the airport was that once I finally got on the plane I was in first class. And since I had been traveling with the same 5 passengers ALL DAY, we all were just relieved to make the last flight of the night.

And first class meant free the mini-Jack and Cokes were on smash.
It's good to be home.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Dog that shit was the truth so glad you made it out there and back home haha. We will do it crazy big every year from here on out!