So, we started this day in Roanoke, Virginia, expecting to fly to Philadelphia then on to Manchester, England. Unfortunately, when Rudolph landed in Roanoke, his nose wouldn't light. As a result, US Air decided our best option was to jump on the flight south to Charlotte, NC, then to Frankfurt, Germany, and then back west to Manchester. It only added a few hours to the trip...something like nine. I learned why this flight was $200 per seat cheaper than the British airlines...no free beer and wine.
Of course, always optimistic, for seventeen hours I wait expectantly for the best frankfurter in the world, which I'm sure I'm going to get when I arrive in Frankfurt.
Thankfully, I found the Virgin convenience store, where the Paulaner was
€3 cheaper than in the restaurant that robbed me and gave me this hot dog and potato salad in return.
