Landed!

TUESDAY, JULY 24TH

I’m not sure how, but I survived the Denver airport. Took off in the morning, and POOF! Now I’m…

In Georgia.

For a full day.

The weather in and around Philly is insane, and the airline had no choice but to cancel all flights again. I even had a friend who works for Southwest look into the situation for me- there’s nothing anyone can do. I’ve now been traveling for about 21 hours and I’ve got the whole day in Atlanta.

Then it turns out that, like every other east coast city, the airport is not actually in the city, but way the hell on the very edges. Which sucks, because I would have liked to see Atlanta. Not that I was able- I was so tired I could barely stand.

The airline gave me a magic phone number to call for a “discounted rate” at a nearby hotel. I probably could have done better on google, but I was so tired I didn’t care. I took a free airport shuttle to the hotel, and there was a big family with me.

Me: Where are you guys headed?

Family: Philly. Our flights are all completely messed up.

Me: Ugh, me too. Visiting or going home?

Family: Going home. We’re coming back from a wedding in Florida.

Me: Have a good time?

Eldest Family Member: Wasn’t worth it, too much hassle. They shoulda eloped.

Me, internally: Man, old people don’t fuck around

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