4:20am is a terrible time to get out of bed.
It’s even worse when you get precisely zero sleep.
So after chugging a metric tonne of caffeine, we made it to the airport with enough time to charge all the electronics we forgot to charge the night before.
The flight itself was great—a surprisingly delicious breakfast (scrambled eggs, hash brown, chicken sausage, baked beans, blueberry muffin, and orange juice) and enough time to watch Ant-Man and three episodes of Brooklyn Nine-Nine.
One blast through transit and a Pepsi later, we’re chilling out at the gate for our final flight to Los Angeles. Woohoo!!