Waiting in LaGuardia yesterday afternoon. A long and less than stellar ending to a great weekend, which I’ll have more of for you later. There was no way to get comfortable here. I tried the seat, I tried the floor, I tried standing, nothing. The anxiety of not knowing when we’d get to leave probably added to it. But, anyway, three hours after the scheduled departure time, we finally made it to the runway. If you can help it, I recommend finding a way to not sit in an airport for five hours.