flying misadventure

Well, for almost 10 years now, I've been visiting my brother in the east coast, flying in either from mid-west where I sojourned briefly, or from the beautiful Pacific Northwest where I've made my nest to roost for a while now.

And, every time, the journey cross country to visit him gets a bit more adventurous than called for.

Take the latest for example. A reasonably long 12-hour journey turned into a 24-hour series of misadventure.

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