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Another long ass day of travel filled with delays and time changes. I left the house at 3am and didn't get into my hotel until 7pm. Fun stuff.

My first flight of the day was pretty uneventful. I tend to have very few if any problems at PDX. They know what they're doing there. But when I got to PHX? Fuck me. First off, there were 32 people total on the upgrade list. I ended up being 27th on the list. What the hell? American boards in groups:

G1 - First Class
G2 - Exec Platinum
G3 - Platinum
G4 - G9 Everyone else

Now normally there will be 16-20 people in group 1 depending on how many seats. Then when they call G2 at most airports there will be 1 maybe 2 or 3 people. There were over 50 people in G2. WTF? The guy next to me who was also G3 was staring too. Neither of us had ever seen that many Exec Platinum people on a flight. It was crazy. When it came time for us, same thing - a good 50-75 of us were group 3. Insane. It was basically 3/4s American Advantage Elite on the flight. We managed to board almost on time, start to pull away from the gate and the pilot comes on. Apparently a light came on that shouldn't have. We had to go back to the gate and sit for an hour at the gate while maintenance came. Motherfucker.

Landed at 5:40, an hour late, and then I had to navigate to the car rental facility. Again, there's usually only a few Avis Preferred people waiting. Nope. 22 people in line in front of me. Why a line? They were out of cars. I kid you not. I waited a good 20 minutes for a car. I did get a nice Flex with GPS for my wait, but still. Then it took me 15 minutes to get out of the parking lot, another 20 minutes to go 5.2 miles.

Finally settled in my room and order room service. It was too late and I was too exhausted to do anything more than that. Y'all can just deal. This morning I have to take a train to Manhattan. Nervous as shit about this but I will figure it out. God help me.