Lines, lines, everywhere are lines.
Our great vacation adventure started with waiting in line at the airport to check in. Then it was the line for security. Then the line to get on the plane. I would have gone to the bathroom on the plane, but the line was too long. Actually, they don’t allow lines at the front of the plane anymore, so it was more like whack-a-mole as people in need of bladder relief kept popping up from their seats once the occupied light went out on the flying porta-pottie. Once the plane landed, we stood in... Sign in to see full entry.