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I'm sitting here in the Denver airport, exhausted after a failed attempt to get home, too little sleep in another hotel bed, mainlining coffee, and wearing the most casual clothing I could find in my suitcase and I'm just flabbergasted by the business travellers walking past me in their suits.
Don't they know that airplanes are uncomfortable, and crowded, and that travelling is almost always done in a completely slouched position????
Seriously.
I'm wearing leggings under my skirt and a sports bra because I twist around in my seat so much that it is practically indecent if I don't wear leggings, and bras are just REALLY uncomfortable when you slouch for 5 hours straight.
Which may be too much information for some people who read this blog, but there you have it. When I travel, I wear comfy clothes.
Because what if (just as an example) your flight from Salt Lake City is delayed by 2 1/2 hours, and then you board your connecting flight in Denver, taxi out, return to the gate, sit while they fix the left-side air conditioning unit and top up the fuel, take off, then return to the airport and deplane while they attempt to fix the right-side air conditioning that malfunctioned during take off, and then, once the entire airport has closed, they decide to cancel the flight because they just can't fix the plane, and so you stand in line for an hour getting re-booked for the next day, finally arriving in a comped hotel at 2 in the morning? Just as an example.
I, for one, would not like to have been stuck in a suit for that entire time.
