At least there weren’t any orcs on this trip.
Bloodshot eyes, thinning hair and a smidgen of murderous rage. The DSM6 says you have a bad case of the Uruk-hai, which is common among travelers in Middle Earth and Upper Skies.
It took me 29 hours to get from airport to airport, I was jarred awake for a 2 am fire alarm, and my bags missed the transfer, but it could have been worse. Much worse.
While it was probably the most dangerous and inconvenient trip I’ve ever taken, I’m happy because I survived.
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