This is the happenings of 5 days of my life. In the Midwest to help a family member having surgery.\nI remember a day a person could fly direct, halfway across the country. SFO-STL in 6 hours, not a big deal.\nInstead, I couldn’t find a direct flight from anywhere near me. Not even an international airport.\n*sighs\nSo I stayed in wine country and flew out of STS on American. Apparently I’m lucky to not have had my flights out canceled as was my booked return flight.\nMy first time at STS. It’s a super small airport. No real complaints, it was an easy experience. Only one restaurant, outside of security, and they let you take food through to the flight. So a sando to go, and knock back a double rye with a Scrimshaw on tap, and off through security.\nMade it to DFW with no trouble, and no extra booze on the flight because too many stupid humans can’t behave themselves. De-planed with the mission to make it from A to C terminal for a 1 hour switch. AA changed it back to A terminal, and the flight was delayed an hour… cool… time to eat and drink!\nDickies was right in front of me… another double rye and a local draught took the edge off the power walk I just did, and a Brisket French Dip (b+ airport food, it was flipping delicious!) got me nourished for the next leg.\nCaught the tram back to A Terminal with Still an hour to kill, and so I found a place to drop another double and a draught!\nBoom, let’s get it it on….\nThe wait that is. Incoming flight was delayed, had to wait for the plane to flip, then finally board and get out, now about 90 minutes late.\nShort flight, still no booze or snack served here.\nStorms over STL made for a little turbulence, but no drama. Got down fine, and off to the rental car! (Now 10 hours after arriving at STS… for what would normally have been a 6- hr direct flight.) A slight detour (whiskey and beer) en route to the hotel, and I was checked in by 11:30 pm CDT.\nThis is when I learned my return flight through DFW was cancelled.\nSleep first.