Up Up and Away

Imagine packing a dozen eggs in a half dozen-sized carton

So far so good.

But will the hat fit?

Voila!

At check-in tomorrow we’ll be asked: “Bicycle?” Because I can’t tell a lie I’ll say yes. And yet, I know you must be wondering, isn’t it a sin of omission not to say Bicycles? Not at a $100 a piece (each way) it isn’t. Besides, it’s hardly bigger (and certainly no heavier) than a large piece of luggage. We’re flying first class so our bags fly free, but not this one, oh no. “You’re going on vacation to have fun and you want us to transport a bicycle? Oh baby, that’s gonna cost you extra, big time!” Pfft.

What I hate about airline policies like this is how arbitrarily they’re enforced. Find a woman in a fair mood and sometimes she’ll ignore the policy entirely – $0.00. Get some rule-bound old fart and he’ll insist you open it up to make sure you’re not trying to get something by him.

Either way, can’t wait to get there. We’ve heard the wildflowers are sensational this year.