Airport craziness

For the holidays I decided to take a trip back to the good ole midwest. Being that during my Thanksgiving trip everything went as planned with no time to even sit down between flights I thought I would save myself a little trouble and pack as little as possible (i.e. no laptop or books). This is where things started to go down hill. I ended up spending about 3 hours in the air and 20+ in the airport twiddling my thumbs. Through all the bullshit the Nothing Worse (NWA) airlines told us I did however manage to make a few friends that were paddling up the same shit creek as I was. We spent the day in Minnesota and then the night in O'hare airport. The endless amount of homeless/cracked out/prostitute (there really was a prostitute walking around) people wandering through trying to gank whatever they can did manage to keep us awake enough to not fall victim to the midnight nomads. Our trip only got worse when the airlines told us that they would not accomidate us to get home for two days and we were basically screwed. The story ends with my lovely father coming to save the day in his big bad SUV that can pile through even the toughest weather that apparently a plane can not. Moral of the story......Don't fly NWA.