Hanging in the Lounge

Oh, the perks of first class. You skip lines, you get a placemat for good food (you actually get food), you have ample drinks, leg room, and pretty much your own toilet. We are now hanging in the lounge. Actually, we brought McDonalds into the lounge, so we knocked down the snooty level. Our flight is delayed 25 minutes, so we just get extra time with a bunch of people on laptops. 

I'm anxious to see my own sloths. This will be the last blog entry of this trip, unless photos of my hail destroyed car are necessary.

Is it snotty of me to whine that they took the chocolate chip cookies away and put out salty snacks?