Impassive and unhelpful airline employees.
An idiot taking up a whole row of seats in the departure waiting area with his garment bag, laptop and fast food trash.
A ludicrously short lay-over and subsequent wobbly sprint to connecting flight, the flailing baggage nearly tearing a rotator cuff.
The sheer, mind-numbing cost of traveling by plane.
It's all more than enough to make me fall off the wagon.
Also, I have a crippling fear of flying.
In the past, a turbulent flight has ended quit attempts.
I get off the plane, and head right for the nearest kiosk selling newspapers and cigarettes. Just happy to be alive, and smoking.
I have to get on a plane tomorrow, and I am not happy about it.
That company trying to start an airline for smokers is on to something. I'm not kidding. Check out the link, click on "About Us" and make sure to read paragraph five, that starts, "SMINTAIR reinstates the liberty of smoking in all seats ..." Can you guess what SMINTAIR stands for?
I have to fly to Boston tomorrow. I think that's one of those flights, where if you look out the window during the descent, it appears as though the plane is plummeting toward the sea. Lovely.
If I can get through this, I will feel much better about my prospects for staying quit.
Stay tuned. I will report from Boston ...