Ranking things is a love language. This list is subjective, unscientific and updated constantly — argue with it in the comments, that is what the comments are for.
There is a version of this story where nothing goes wrong, and it is boring. The version worth keeping has the wrong train, a closed door, and the kind stranger who pointed us the other way.
Have you tried it yourself? Tell me in the comments — I read everything.
Ranking things is a love language. This list is subjective, unscientific and updated constantly — argue with it in the comments, that is what the comments are for.
The trick, if there is one, is to go early and keep expectations light. Lines move fast, people are kind, and the small stuff — the extra napkin, the window seat — quietly stacks into a good time.
Have you tried it yourself? Tell me in the comments — I read everything.