A Tiny Delay
The first part of my journey went off without a hitch - security was quick, flight left on time and arrived early in Chicago for what should have been a 2.5 hour layover. And the Tinies and I had the entire row on the plan to ourselves! That never happens.
But now my next flight is delayed and the Tinies and I are twiddling our thumbs. Well, considering that I’m flying across the country in the middle of January, I should count my blessings.
Looming forward to major parental hugs when I fnally get to Tucson!
By the way, this is Alberto Tiny trying to fasten his seatbelt