Houston, we have a problem.

Here I am, sitting in a little computer lab in the Clarion Inn in Houston, Texas. David (my flight buddy) and I missed our connecting flight to Lima because one stubborn man tried to force his oversized carry-on into the overhead compartment of our first plane, broke it (the compartment, not the plane), and thus delayed our flight for an hour and a half. There happens to be only one flight to Lima from Houston per day, and so we have to wait until tomorrow to try again. Continental was very nice and put us up for the night and gave us meal vouchers and such, but here we are with nothing to do for 24 hours. Sigh. This is the second time something like this has happened to me, but it's only the third time I have flown. Ha. Welcome to the world, baby girl.