Southwest flight from Tulsa to San Francisco via Phoenix went smoothly. Except for the world's smallest woman sitting in front of me. I offered to help her put her bag up top. Her repayment was to fully recline her seat. I am sure she needed the leg room.
Also had a moment on that second flight where I thought "Why does the plane STILL smell like poop? " Then I realized there was a baby on the other side of the aisle. Phew!
Met Mom at the San Francisco airport, and we checked in to Virgin Atlantic. Then headed to the Upper Class lounge. (insert 'dahling' here). It all went pretty smoothly. Except for my small, carry on sized perfume bottle emptying its contents in my "quart-sized", zip lock baggie. Although considering it melted the paint off my conditioner bottle (leaving a pink liquid in the bottom of the bag), it may not be a bad thing that I can no longer apply it to my skin.
Also, blew out my flip flop. Within five minutes of wearing it. What the...? Oh well. Might as well get it all out of the way early on, right?
Anyway, Sock Monkey and I are having a great time with Mom. Here is us in the lounge...
Enjoying a bit of food (and mojitos!)
Living it up!
2 comments:
I hope you have a most wonderful time! I enjoy reading your musings.
have fun! i'll be "following" you:-)
Post a Comment