I arrived at LAX this morning only to find out that my connecting flight from Houston to Tampa was cancelled. After 45 minutes of shuffling, the best option they could offer was a 6 hour layover in Houston and an authorized preboard pass. An authorized preboard pass that indicated I was disabled… Could I be OK with that??
After 9 days of consistent birthday, award winning, friend reunion celebrating, all I wanted to do was lay in MY bed. I couldn’t help but melt down at the Houston ticket counter. My eyes welled up. I tried to explain how different my situation was from the hundreds of other people who were in the same boat. I was tired and hungry and frustrated. With all those powers combined… I was Captain Temper Tantrum!
I looked teary eyed and ridiculous as they handed me a $300 travel voucher to compensate for the inconvenience. But, instantly, my eyes dried up and 6 hours didn’t seem sooooo bad. After all, I could blog about it, right?
What to eat, what to eat… Sit-down restaurant choices at Houston Hobby? Buffalo Wild Wings, Pappa’s Burgers, and Pappadeaux – Sick!
I was oddly in the mood for oysters and I recalled this article that states oysters “belong with plants in almost every ethically relevant way”. April has an R, an outdated rule of which I still follow. Oh my, Pappadeaux it was.
My meal was just short of gross. Oysters and salad at an airport on a slightly hungover belly – what was I thinking?!
oysters in an airport!? scary!!