Throwback Thursday from July 2015
Next Time I Gnaw My Leg Off
WHENEVER WE FLY TO TEXAS we have to go through either Houston or Dallas. Given the choice we’d rather deal with the airport in Houston – mainly because Dallas is the complete and utter Ground Zero for ineptitude, confusion and “No Way To Run A Railroad.”
That doesn’t mean that everything in Houston is sweetness and light. It is just like most other major airports: a mess.