A long Layover at the Airport
Shit. Those were not exactly the words I was delighted to hear. Don’t get me wrong, the alcohol voucher, which I happily took, was a decent bonus, but sleeping over at an airport is typically no-Bueno. Flying alone, no one to cuddle with, crappy little seats that only give you back pain… there are already tons of problems with flying, and this was the cherry on top. There was not a decent beer insight at the bar. Under domestics, they carried Kokannee, Bud, and Bud Light. To be clear, I’m a reasonably young white dude who likes his malt and hops craft. Begrudgingly, I took my free bud and began an oh-so ritualistic flip through my phone. Nothing new on Reddit, Facebook, Instagram or new messages. Typical. But – when I looked up from my …