Made it! We are in San Antonio. It's 1 AM EST and I'm pooped! I hope I can say that on a blog. Traveling wears you out. And we were duped today... or maybe we just got a raw deal.
So when we arrived at HIA (remember, MDT if making reservations), we had to switch our flights because of weight restrictions. I know, I ate a lot of Christmas cookies. Just kidding. I really don't know how planes get off the ground without luggage. Instead of flying from Harrisburg to Atlanta to San Antonio, we had to fly to Cincinnati and then to San Antonio. The problem: both planes were puddle-jumpers. Now, I don't mind being cramped the first leg. But the second leg of the trip was 3 HOURS. Small planes are for puddles, not ponds. Oh, the flight dragged. The last 10 minutes were so bumpy too. Arghh... or barf! The Atlanta plane was a biggie, you know one where you aren't touching the women in the window seat across the aisle. Who engineers the seats on planes anyway? I'd like him/her to meet my legs... I'm 6-feet tall and flying is painful.
Needless to say, I'm relieved to be sitting here in my hotel room writing. I'm on the ground. A big day is in store tomorrow. An "a" game is necessary! To bed I go to study up!
