Flying

So…. I’m sitting on a plane, and it’s like the small puddle hopper that your crammed into where your sharing arm hair with the person next to you, you know what I mean.

Anyway, I finally get my book open, the flight attendant lady gets my drink, I put it down on my tray while reading my book, and the guy in front of me leans his seat back, course me being a yeti or fat and tall for those who don’t know what a yeti is, when the guy (jerk) leaned his seat back my drink goes over (in my direction) because it hits the back of his seat, he’s so far back I now have 4″ between me and the back of his seat! And to make things better this is the first flight in a while where they give an actual full 8 oz glass of pop, that is now in my lap!!

So here I sit on the plane with a lap full of pop, which the tray did a good job of making sure that the majority of the pop went right on my croch, it’s cold I’m wet, and I look like I’ve pee’d my pants!

And to top things off I’m meeting up with the bus tomorrow, and I had a bright idea to put all my clothes on the bus so I didn’t have to check them, and again no bus till in the morning.

We’re just about to our lay over which I’m thrilled about because I get to walk around the airport wet with no change of clothes and I still have one more flight.

And I’m pretty sure my underware is soaked (sigh)