Who said getting there is half the fun?

  My flight from San Francisco to Hong Kong on the first leg of my journey to Myanmar was delayed about half an hour, then by 45 minutes then by an hour. By the time we landed, my direct plane to Yangon (Rangoon) had left and there's only one flight a day, so at 10pm waiting for my bag to get located and then going through HK immigration and customs only to recheck my bag for a 2am flight to Bangkok and then a 8am flight to Yangon, I have yet to discover the fun. I suppose I could see this as another pilgrimage which it is, but being sleepless is putting a damper on perspective. Anyway, hoping to get there a day late which is actually when the tour group is supposed to meet up, so maybe it will be just another memory by the end.

If his pants and my jacket and shoes could date...