But for realzians, I made some travel friends in the smoking lounge.

That is part of the beauty of a travel snafu: the ability to instantly bond with total strangers. I’ll never forget the awesome hangs I had with the two young strangers whose names I never got and whom I will never see again. The girl even gave me her Marby Ultra Lights! Awww.

Luv you guyz! Layover ‘09 Forevah!