Happy trails to me
: Not that you should continue to care about my travel trevails but I arrived home tonight after witnessing many canceled flights and spending many hours in the airport and watching much Northwest confusion due to its computer glitch. That was all bad enough.
But the people on the plane smelled. Smelly feet to the right. Smelly feet behind. Heavy dose of garlic ahead. And that was bad enough.
But they were apparently too fat, too. We finally taxied out almost two hours late and then parked and then mysteriously had to go back to the gate. We were 11 people too heavy. People volunteered to leave (not the last four people who got on, who were each the size of a yacht). We lightened the load, which is better to do on the ground than in the air, and we were on our way. Midnight. Home.