Fly Southwest: BWI to Sioux Falls, South Dakota

Good day, astonishing globetrotter! Come, settle in — our first-class wordsmithing airliner, stand-up special at 35,000 feet, takes its whoopee cushion, I mean, its seat on the runway. The destination? Sioux Falls, starting undefined in Baltimore via the whimsical wonder that is Southwest. Strap in as we swoop through the funny skies of airfare, the thrilling bumpiness of the in-flight services, and the comedic head-turn of a layover — all the elements that make up the perfect big-top act of a trip.

We embark on this laugh fest where it begins: 'flights'. Ah, flights, the rollercoasters of the heavens! Surely, the best time to book a flight is immediately after convincing the spouse that swapping the kitchen renovation budget for a tiny adventure —in a big metal bird— halfway across the country is the perfect idea. Apologies, darling. I guess you will have to confront the tamable tyrant that is the leaky faucet another day.

In the pursuit of a good joke, nothing quite beats the in-flight services. Oh, those lovely ministrations at 30,000 feet - a surprise in every crinkle of plastic wrap. Sandwiches that perform vanishing acts and coffee so ‘robust,' it challenges the seat belts. The real pie-à-la-face, however, is the delight of WiFi connectivity— syncing emails at the cruising altitude is as successful as getting a cat to curtsy. Dive into an e-book, why don't you? After all, humor might be lost on us superior homo sapiens whilst dealing with sluggish connection — it works wonders on stubborn PDF files.

But let’s acknowledge the spicy pickle of our comedic sandwich: the layover. We pause, low in flight but high in spirits, rounding up our airport's humor endeavors. Analog wall clocks, for instance, offer a merry pursuit in manual time zone conversion and bipedal locomotion — or the 'traveller’s trot' in common parlance — between endlessly sprawling gates. All the while, juggling hot coffee and overpriced sandwich. Ah, the thrill! There's really no business like layover business.

Yet, don't despair, dear voyager! The humor in the Southwest flight finale is equally resounding. When you land, over the crackle of the speaker, you’ll hear a “Welcome to Sioux...Falls” — a sleight of speech that sparks a hearty chuckle even in the weariest of souls. Punctuating your trip with a smirk and a guffaw, Southwest reminds you that the world isn't just a stage but a stand-up act, too.

But remember, all this comedy up in the air ends in cheerful anticlimax once you land. For on the asphalt of Sioux Falls awaits, not a drumroll, but the mundane carousel of baggage allowance, where suitcases blushingly parade in an endless fashion show, in no hurry, of course. Ah well. The stand-up's over. It's time to retake the reins of reality. Or is it?

So, when undefined rises and the call of Sioux sings, remember this bon voyage comedic opera. Round-trip or one-way, this humor-stuffed Southwest flight, like a beautifully packed joke, promises a punch(line) worth remembering at every juncture. Onward, feathered jester, the jest-call beckons!