It is nice to be back home again after spending the weekend out West. I flew out to Arizona on Friday for a wedding. The weather was great out there as usual, especially after dealing with the cold and snow we had the last few weeks. It is crazy how much of the day is spent flying when you travel from one coast to the other. We had stops in Chicago both times, so by the time you switch planes and finally arrive you've lost almost ten hours of your day. Mix in a delay because you don't have any pilots and you might as well chalk the whole day up to a loss. Luckily, the wedding was awesome and a real lot of fun. I was able to catch up with a lot of people that I haven't seen in a while.
We flew out there on Southwest, which from my experience is much better than any of the other airlines, with the exception of maybe Jet Blue. The only bad part about Southwest is picking your own seats. I like the option, but if you are given a C ticket or something like B40 you are destined for a middle seat, and that's the last thing you want on a cross country trip. Anyone with an A ticket or a high B number guard the thing like its their first born child. A lady almost ripped my head off when she had B5 and noticed I was holding a B9 and was standing next to her. "I'm a B5!" she screamed at me from six inches away. "Congratulations!" I went and stood two people behind her. Like Lloyd Christmas says, some people just aren't cut out for life on the road.