I am in Salt Lake City for a few shows. I arrived last night at 11 pm. I waited and waited and waited for my cello to come into “oversized baggage”. Nothing. Come to find out my cello is in New York. I spoke with an incredibly kind woman at the Salt Lake City airport who was so helpful. I am leaving for the airport right now to see if it came in on another flight today. Positive thinking…
Now, I have usually purchased seats for my cello, but I started flying more and more and just can’t afford it. The only way of guaranteeing a sense of peace about flying with your cello is to buy a seat. Even then they hassle you in security. It’s really a no win in the end… people will give you problems no matter what you do.
Writing: It started as a haiku, but it obviously isn’t (5-7-5), but whatever it takes to get you there, you know? Jonathan offers back-up vocals, and the rest is improvisation! Yay! Now, it’s just a little jingle. Delta- I’ll sell it to you for a price.