For those of you who travel in the lame style of he businessman feast your eyes on where I wake up this week. Hah. Take that corporate america! I wonder if there's a bed and breakfast by my house I could just move into. . . . .
I always feel so much more awesome boarding on the tarmac. Sure, it means a tiny plane, but I will suffer greatly for the chance to feel like indiana jones. Will someone draw a red line from Minneapolis to Cincinnati on the nearest map? Thanks.
