Not Happy? Try Lowering Your Standards

I’ve decided that misery occurs in the gap between my expectations and my experiences, which is why I try to keep my expectations about travel pretty low.

Got there alive and reasonably on time? Woo-hoo!

Monday was a case in point. I woke up at the Holiday Inn San Diego on the Bay, a pleasant enough hotel that was having a little trouble with the boiler, which added up to a cold towel bath before the transcontinental flight home.

(Of course the hot water came on in time for the husband to get a shower.)

Nothing went particularly wrong with the flights, but they were long and crowded and just generally not fun. That is, they were about as good as it gets for the coach class traveler these days.

Like I said. Woo-hoo.


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