My flight back to Thailand from Waco was delayed.
When I finally boarded my flight at ACT (via stairs, and not even the good stairs, but the weird ones which came out of the actual plane and which I had to step up onto lugging my baggage, I might add), I was already tired and just ready to be back home in Thailand.
Due to a complicated aviation logistical mix-up well beyond my ability to influence or, in fact, to comprehend, my flight to Thailand was delayed.
I got to Dallas in plenty of time, and my next flight to Doha was going to leave on time as well, but my third flight back to Bangkok had been cancelled, and the next plane I was able to get on wasn't due to leave for a few days.
| flying into Doha |
I was tired when I arrived near midnight in the Qatari capital, but a very polite guy on an airport cart picked me up at my gate and whisked me away to the in-terminal railway.
I didn't necessarily expect or want to book a stopover on my way back home, but if I'm going to be here, then I'm going to make the most of it!
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