Time for me to fly...

Boy you know it's a friggin', frackin' early flight when TSA hasn't even shown up. I do enjoy travel to the east coast but its almost always a long day of travel.  It's like being in a constant state of fatigue from having to get up at 0'dark 30 to finally making it to your hotel room that night. Ahhhh the joys of travel.  

I hear some old folks talk about the days when air travel was fun. Yeah I vaguely remember those.  For the most part people dressed nice. As I say that I notice I'm wearing a t-shirt, jeans and dirty hiking shoes. No matter how short the flight EVERYONE got something to eat and drink and sometimes seconds if there was extra.  Kids got little plastic flight wings and if they were good they might get to visit the cockpit.  Not every seat was taken so you usually had a chance to spread out.  Planes actually carried assorted magazines and playing cards to help pass the time.  The headsets they gave you were usually kind of big and clunky but you could pretend you were a mission controller on an Apollo moon flight as you flip through all of the audio channels.  Flight attendants were absolutely gorgeous. Ahhh I had many a crush on those airline angels.  What happen to those glory days?

Nowadays the service is short on amenities as the flight attendants are long in the tooth.  The seats are small and the security lines are long.  We no longer enjoy going to the airport.  Now we just want to get through it, like its some kind of hazing gauntlet where we're strip of our clothes as well as our dignity. Yeah that big business exec doesn't look so intimidating standing in his socks holding his belt, shoes and computer bag.  

Oh well what can you do?  Give me a road trip any day!  Oop, gotta go. Flight's boarding....