Breakfast was the same…raisin bran a la Holiday Inn. And a side of vitamins. It’s a good thing I’m an excellent pill taker, because those fish oil capsules are yooge.
I did my thing for work. Then, before making the 2.5 hour drive to the airport I found an Au Bon Pain. Lunch was a big fruit cup, a pesto-Brie-chicken sandwich, and water.
After awhile on the road I had to stop for a pick me up–a Diet Coke and two Hershey’s minis out of my work bag.
I finally got to the airport and did some annoying back and forth about whether I’d be delayed or not. Turns out my first flight was delayed by an hour and fifteen minutes, but I’d still make my flight from St. Louis to KC.
I arrived in STL about 15 minutes before my flight was supposed to leave. All the food lines were long, so I hit up the newsstand for a snack and some reading material for the second flight. I boarded on time, ready to go, around 6:30.
And we sat. And sat. And sat. For over two and a half hours at the gate, waiting for someone to sign off on something. I wanted to eat my arm I was so hungry. I always have an emergency snack in my bag…except that I’d eaten it at about 3 o’clock. Finally we took off for the 40 minute flight to KC. I snacked on some peanuts. Thank goodness for airline peanuts, right?
So, now, at long last, I’m home. It’s lovely. I missed Tim and the animals. Southie clearly doesn’t want me to leave again.
I’m off to take a shower and pack my lunch for tomorrow!
What’s been your worst flying experience?