I trekked through the airports of the world to get here. Without crutches!
It was an amazing feat for me. I honestly didn't think I'd be able to do it. But it wasn't so bad.
By the time I got here my ankle was the size of a baseball though. Should have taken a picture.
Fun fun.
Drinking bloody marys all day made it bearable.
So my flight over was lame.
Well, half-lame.
From LAX to Salt Lake City (I got my ticket for $250 but had to connect) I got upgraded to first class. Delta, WOOOOO!!!!!!!
From Salt Lake to NYC I was #3 on the upgrade list but they only had one seat available and I guess those two other people had more miles than me. Bastards.
So whatever, I got exit row.
But then. The flight attendant noticed my boot and said I couldn't sit there!
I demonstrated that I could walk quite ably and did my one-legged flamingo dance but still he said it was against FAA regulations. What the f????
They stalled the plane takeoff to discuss with the pilot. I argued and argued. Other passengers said I seemed fine and to just let me sit there. (The plane was completely full, not a single extra seat.)
But in the end they said I would either have to squeeze into a normal seat (which, at 6'7" I don't fit into) or get off the plane.
So I swapped seats with a lady in the aisle and sat with my legs crossed and hanging into the aisle for the 4 hour flight from Salt Lake. SUPERLAME.
It's ok though. I don't blame Delta. They're still the best. Fly Delta! (I own stock.)
But I'm in NYC!!!!!!
This indian-themed party tonight is going to be amazing.
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