gonewest

Took a shuttle down to SeaTac since the clutch is still out in the Miata (three months without missing the car — I’m leaning toward selling it now). I got here way too early and discovered that the Air France counter doesn’t even open until noon.

So, now I have to cool my heels in a little coffee shop for three hours before I can check my bags and get into the airport proper.

Sucks.