We're entering the season where folks tend to bitch and moan about the horrors of holiday travel. Having just flown to Vegas myself earlier this evening for the Holiday o' Turkey, these horror stories are fresh on my mind, though not for the reasons you might think.
No, my trip was not horrific. In fact, it was quite easy and even pleasant at times. Okay, so there was a very stupid girl sitting next to me, who had apparently never flown or, I don't know, listened to directions ever before in her life. She had to ask me where to put her bags before take-off - "Are we supposed to put these under the seats in front of us?" - and later asked me if drinks were free after I ordered my Sprite. I didn't realize such naive creatures still existed in the world.
But even she wasn't too bad. My flight took off on time and even landed a little early. Everyone around me was friendly (if not so bright) and didn't impinge on my personal space. And my mommy was at baggage claim to meet me when I arrived in Sin City. What's to complain about?
In the spirit of giving thanks, I'd like to ask you all to forget about all your hellish holiday travel experiences, and instead, share one of your happy ones.
What was your best experience with holiday travel?