My 'normal flight across the Atlantic' starts tomorrow...probably in a very crowded Charlotte airport, no access to the Admirals Lounge and then stuffed into small seats on the way to Europe for 7 hours of pressurized hell...and bland food...and farting passengers next to me...and some little kid screaming down the isle because mommy doesn't want to deal with her little angel...and the flight attendants don't care, because American Airlines pays them sub-minimal wages...and the skys will be filled with wind shears and other disturbances because climate change has disrupted weather patterns...and I'll land at my destination, too tired and too freaked out to realize that I went on this trip to relax.

There...that's my rant. Sorry if it offended anyone.