Bag packed? Check.
Model horse painted? Check.
Shuttle reserved? Check.
Hotel bed? Check.
Flights checked in/passes printed? Check.
This time, my sky horse is Delta Airlines. So far, they've lived up to one of three mottoes I've found through Google: We're ready when you are.
My e-ticket confirm arrived just as I was getting antsy and starting to hum those insipid lyrics from Annie, "Tomorrow, tomorrow, you're only a day away..."
I'm hopeful the rest of my trip, including a three-hour layover in Minneapolis/St. Paul (hello, Prairie Home Companion), will reflect another Delta saying: We love to fly and it shows.
We'll just try to skip that awkward period when the phrase was attached to an unfortunate video of a flight attendant appearing to have tippled tee many martoonis...
And according to Wikipedia, the Delta corporate slogan is: Keep climbing. I'm not so sure about that. Climbing suggests hurdles, and I prefer to keep my flying hurdle-free. The last time I tried to take the last flight out of Bluegrass Airport the Sunday after the Kentucky Derby I wound up laid over in Lexington. Although, smoothing the bump in that road were some great stories shared by the airline crew of truly first class (passenger) bad behavior.
Even though I'm all for corporate gung-ho, I would like my climbing into the air to be as easy as my descent back down and into San Diego.
Wish me luck.
