tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16232845.post3500900135080398725..comments2023-10-19T09:53:38.101-07:00Comments on AmpuTeeHee: irritatedMsAmpuTeeHeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03733762919331458954noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16232845.post-56101188399146058882008-04-14T05:53:00.000-07:002008-04-14T05:53:00.000-07:00I'm so glad you made it home! I was worrying abou...I'm so glad you made it home! I was worrying about you all weekend. (It's good; it took my mind off my own worries!)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16232845.post-44485451797421393062008-04-10T21:02:00.000-07:002008-04-10T21:02:00.000-07:00shit shit shit. Sending good thoughts for your day...shit shit shit. Sending good thoughts for your day of travel.M-Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18409916623998907121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16232845.post-4738170927946245022008-04-10T08:28:00.000-07:002008-04-10T08:28:00.000-07:00That's seriously shitty. I'm sending peaceful vibe...That's seriously shitty. I'm sending peaceful vibes your way all day. Hang in there - you will get home! (At some point.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16232845.post-62264172153241079122008-04-10T07:51:00.000-07:002008-04-10T07:51:00.000-07:00I much prefer flying to either taking the train or...I much prefer flying to either taking the train or driving when I have to get all the way across the country. Since I don't have much time for visits with my family, even with flying hassle it's still way faster than the alternatives.<BR/><BR/>Depending on the line, trains can be really really messed up schedule wise, at least as much as planes!The Bonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11615745078195943355noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16232845.post-30818715998022015262008-04-10T05:46:00.000-07:002008-04-10T05:46:00.000-07:00Oh, you poor thing! When I woke up this morning a...Oh, you poor thing! When I woke up this morning and heard they'd canceled eight million more flights I wondered how you were getting on. Er, if you would be getting on...blech.<BR/><BR/>I hate flying now. My true love recently took a train to New York from Boston. He rode first class. It cost as much as a coach seat on a plane would have, but he had tons of room, a little table, and meal service. When you figure in the amount of time one wastes in the airport nowadays, it didn't even take more time.<BR/><BR/>I'm never going to fly again, either, except in chartered or private flights. That first-class train experience? That sounds right up my street.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16232845.post-76135470164455131142008-04-10T05:03:00.000-07:002008-04-10T05:03:00.000-07:00Its Friday? I thought it was Thursday...Lucky you ...Its Friday? I thought it was Thursday...<BR/><BR/>Lucky you have a camper really, long journeys are like a vacation on the way to a vacation. Fun!Anne-Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14935367494441449661noreply@blogger.com