Stranded.

As a business traveler, I often have ample time stranded somewhere – an airport terminal, a 2-star motel in Oklahoma, actually physically trapped inside an airplane on a runway for 3 hours – to meditate on the circles of hell.

Chicago O’Hare is the first circle. Purgatory. The runway at JFK is worse. Probably like 5th circle of hell worthy. Philadelphia’s airport is even worse than JFK’s runway. It’s like middle-hell, 8th ring worthy.

I’m proud to say that I just discovered the 9th circle of hell for business travelers. May I present to you, the “gym” at Park Inn, Tulsa:

When my high school drama class performed a production of “No Exit” we should have staged it in a motel gym.

Yum.

 

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