Sleeping In the Airport: Malaga

I wasn’t planning on sleeping in Malaga. My ingenious plan was to beat jetlag before it hit and get on Central Standard Time a day before I left. What that would mean is staying up all night at the airport before catching my 6 AM flight the following morning, then promptly passing out the instant my fat arse hits that cheaply upholstered plane seat. Only, nothing I ever plan typically goes that well. I also made the...

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