Of Flus, Tornadoes, and Airtravel

Following an exceptional trip to SXSW this year I returned home with a mighty bad flu. Running upwards of 102 F I was sidelined in bed for three days and  had cooled off to a respectable 98.6 (still warm for me) by the time I got back on an airplane and headed to Atlanta. Straight into the tornadoes that tore up Downtown. Coincidently we had a wedding downtown and aside from the falling glass during the rehearsal dinner all went as planned on schedule. Of all this - the most stressful and aggravating part of the entire week was the air travel. Something is a miss when air travel beats out tornadoes and the flu as the worst part of your week.