puddle jumper

When I would go visit my family in Arkansas, I sometimes flew little puddle jumpers to either Texarkana, El Dorado or Camden. The first time I fly to El Dorado, it was quite the experience. The lady sitting across the aisle from me was from Mexico and didn’t speak a word of English. It was […]


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This was truly my flight from Hell. I was working in Nashville looking to get home to San Diego after being gone for 2 weeks. First Leg: Nashville to Las Vegas, I did not do my normal Southwest flight but rather my admin set me on some other funky airline where they assign you seats. […]


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