My first blog this week talked about my meandering flight to San Antonio. I mentioned that one flight I passed on would have taken me to Chicago.

That seemed a bit odd since Chicago is north of Seymour and San Antonio is south of Seymour.

I should have known the flight home was going to be more convoluted when I saw that it was going to be a couple hours longer to arrive in Louisville than it did to get to San Antonio.

Yep, the flight home went to Chicago’s Midway Airport. After an hour layover, which became a two-hour layover, a second plane took me to Louisville.

I thought about asking the flight attendant if they could toss my bags out and give me a parachute as we flew over the house en route to Louisville, but I learned long ago that flight attendants – like TSA workers – generally don’t have much of a sense of humor, especially at 12:15 on a Friday night.

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