I'm in the super fancy Admirals Lounge at LAX, chillin' with the hoi polloi. Got my free drink, not so free wifi (tax deductible?) and am in a spot where I can watch the planes take off. Life is good. I did have to shed a few tears saying good-bye to Kurt at the curb but after I regained my composure and got in line to check in, I saw my friends John and Kevin, who are also on my flight. They are going on a longer holiday but will be in London this weekend, along with Brian, to see Kylie Minogue so we will hang out as my inner clock gets reset.
When I checked my three bags, one was 54 pounds, WAY over the 50 pound limit. She said "can you move 4 pounds from this one to the other?" HA! I did laugh and said, ummmm, no. Charge me that extra $50! That's on top of the $110 for the 3 bags.
Here's me, smug in the fancy lounge:
Ooh, there's Aeroflot going to take off...Okay, going to play scrabulous on Facebook for a few minutes.