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Free Weitz
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Over the course of Spring Break in Costa Rica, my friends and I encountered a cornucopia of interesting people. Delayed for nine hours in Newark Airport during Snowstorm ’07: The Sequel, we met individuals from across the world, all equally agitated by our airline’s unstellar service and eager to swill back Beast at the airport bar. This column has already brought me far too many legal headaches, so I won’t say which airline it was.
