Yesterday, at 1 AM, I flew across the country, stopping off at Houston on my way from Los Angeles to Washington DC. True, I didn't sleep well. And on the second flight, the woman next to me wanted to talk while I wanted to read. But all things considered, it was a flawless flight. There were no delays, I didn't miss my connection, and they hadn't overbooked the flight. And on top of all that? I get to visit family I haven't seen in a year. Too long, I know, but I hate to travel, mostly because my past experiences have been awful.
Make me feel a little better about my travel woes--what was your worst vacation experience? Or, let me live vicariously, and tell me about your best trip!
Sorry to blog and run, but family calls!