I'm trying to imagine what beautiful thing could come from 2 hours of sleep, a 5:30am wake-up, a walk leading to a bus ride, leading to a train ride, on to a security line, to a flight cancellation, to a re-booking, to several delays and plane switches, to a flight to Arkansas, to a delay, to a flight to Denver, to another cancellation, to a long long wake in a blizzard, to a long long wait on the runway, to a de-icing, to a 22 minute flight, to lost luggage... you get the picture...
I think I'll go with the random people connections I had on the last flight. Everyone was just laughing because of the hilarity (and terror) of the day's travel. We ChaCha-ed a bunch of random questions while waiting nearly an hour on the runway for our 22 minute flight. Such questions like "Why am I here?", "What's the point of this?", and "What harsh chemicals are used in plane de-icer?" were posed.
Anyway, it's nice when people in seemingly bad situations still have good attitudes and can have fun. Pretty encouraging and beautiful.
2 HOURS OF SLEEP. You're crazy
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