Plane Hitchhiker

As it turns out, flying standby has become less fashionable than I had imagined. Being tricked from the overly smooth and simple flight from Houston->LA is bothering my mind so much, I have gone to such lengths as spending excessive amounts on airport alcohol.

As of now, me and my friend have been declined from a full flight, quickly shoved onto another, only to be stranded in El Paso for a couple of hours. Fingers are crossed for the next flight to have two small seats available. Yet a part of me wonders if it would have been smart to pack one more pair of comfy pants for an airport sleepover.

If only I had the ability to stick my thumb out and let a plane slow down and pick us up.