Pictured here, my three surprisingly LIGHT suitcases plus my brother who woke up and placed a table lamp on the floor for the lighting in this photo. Not pictured, my mom who still has to work and my dad who let me eat his Chick-fil-a tenders for breakfast out of the kindness of his heart.
A beautifully rainy day in ole Chicago. Visibility was close to zero as our windshield was bathed in the tire water shooting out the back of 16-wheelers. Easily passed through security but had to wait 10 extra minutes because the stupid asshole in front of me had 4 motion sensor security lights and a fucking electric kettle in his carry on. Excuse me? Yes those are electronics. Yes they have to come out of your bag.
