I always have bad plane karma. If there’s a connection, I’ll miss it. Luggage? LOL!!!! This week it was so bad, I was even able to ground entire planes altogether:
(And what’s with those macho tricycles, anyway?)
In spite of all the delays and frustrations, though, Polimom made it to the beach and mountains this past week to expel all that negative energy. Somewhere between here:
my thirsty soul took a deep drink. I’m much better now…