What a long strange trip it's been....

After staying out too late on Wednesday night, I furiously packed up all my crap, made one last stop into work, quick trip to the post office and had a quick breakfast with a friend to be on the road by 11:15am Thursday. My flight was leaving at 4pm from Anchorage, so I had to be there by 2pm. I was dropping off my boss's car at a mechanic 's in Anchorage too. Then a co-worker in the Anchorage office picked me up and got me to the airport by 2:30pm. As I walked in the door with all my crap, I was told my flight was delayed and I would miss my connecting flight. doh!

I called the US Airways reservation line and got new flights lined up that would take me from Vegas to Phoenix to Detroit. It would take 12 additional hours of my time (arrive Detroit 6:45pm rather than 6am), but whatever. I still waited in line 2 and 1/2 hours to make it to the ticket counter. We checked by bags and got me one of my 3 boarding passes. The others couldn't be issued yet because it was too far in advance.

Flight to Phoenix was great. Free food, Spiderman 3, and 3 seats to stretch out on and sleep. Got a $5 meal voucher in Vegas and my other boarding passes. Got a lot of work done for ASLC and didn't play one slot machine. But then my flight was delayed again.

Finally get to Phoenix on a one hour flight. It is 10:30am, and I am not sure when I will have time to eat again, so I get Pizza Hut. I have to swtich terminals and am not sure what food will be in the other one, if any. I wolf down my pizza and cruise over to the other wing. What do they have? California Pizza Kitchen! Burritos! man. I was bumming. So I get over to the gate and find out my gate was switched and now I have to go back to where I was. But I also find out my flight is oversold and they will need volunteers to be bumped in exchange for a free plane ticket.

You get the gist of how my day is going. My flight from Phoenix to Detoit is also delayed. I end up getting bumped (yeah!). Now I am going back to Vegas at 2:30pm and cna hang out until 10:30pm.

I read in the paper that tomorrow night at the Palms is Hugh Hefner's Midsummer party. I am hoping his girlfriends are already there and I can meet Bridget! She is my favorite. I also called a friend who lives in Vegas to see if he would want to get a bite to eat or drinks. We'll see how the rest of the evening goes. I will be back in Detroit tomorrow at 6am and on a bus at 6:55 on my way to Lansing.

I smell like airplane.