A forgotten water bottle led to my purse being searched today as I begin my trip to Tucson, Az. It was a series of mishaps from my boarding pass on my cell not working to nearly missing the flight from Little Rock.
It got better. My “A” seat meant I was seated alone on my side of the aisle, and the view was gorgeous as we flew to Houston. I also had a delicious Mexican meal for lunch.
My aunt and I are now sitting on the next plane – once again I have an awesome “A” seat as we prepare for the plane to leave Houston for Tucson.
Memos for Me 