9:30am -
Turbulicious.
Our flight attendant had to use an air sickness bag.
More legroom my ass.
Speaking of my ass; it’s asleep. Dammit.
I think the seat I had at Freak Train last night was more comfortable, and it was broken with a sprung spring that was poking my right buttcheak for the whole night.
9:57am -
We must be getting close. Dropped out of the clouds and I see some damned city below.
Still rocking and shaking with short periods of calm.
12:02pm –
Landed safely in Houston and have an hour layover. Next stop Nashville. I hope. I also hope this plane is larger than the last one.