The downside of travel is always the return, it seems. There is the inevitable delay and the missed connection. And the plane gets re-routed due to supposed bad weather, even though there was not a cloud in the sky.
And it all happens when you least need it; when you have a cold drink and a nice steak dinner waiting at home.
And the person behind the gate counter looks like she would eat your mother. So you don't dare ask her what your chances of getting on the next flight out are.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Matilda the Corgi puppy awaits her masters' return by playing ball.
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