Pea-less and Marley-less
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andrewjackson
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- Joined: Wed Oct 10, 2007 12:33 pm
- Location: Planet 10
I don't mind flying at all. I like it.
Seriously. I'm a light packer to begin with, I don't mind security (I go through it every day), I don't try to take food or anything like that with me, the seats seem to have gotten bigger (or I got smaller, I forget which), and I usually zip in and out of the airports. When they forgot to load my bag at New Year's Eve waiting for it not to arrive was the only bad part of the process. And I'll point out that Greyhound also failed to transfer my bags twice so the planes are beating the buses in my experience.
I've flown more in the last three or four years than I did in my whole life before that so maybe I just don't miss the "good old days". I've rode the Greyhound for hours, driven long distances, done all of that. I like to fly.
Seriously. I'm a light packer to begin with, I don't mind security (I go through it every day), I don't try to take food or anything like that with me, the seats seem to have gotten bigger (or I got smaller, I forget which), and I usually zip in and out of the airports. When they forgot to load my bag at New Year's Eve waiting for it not to arrive was the only bad part of the process. And I'll point out that Greyhound also failed to transfer my bags twice so the planes are beating the buses in my experience.
I've flown more in the last three or four years than I did in my whole life before that so maybe I just don't miss the "good old days". I've rode the Greyhound for hours, driven long distances, done all of that. I like to fly.
No matter where you go, there you are.