Fly Southwest: RSW to Moline, Illinois

Dearest globe-trotters, gallivanters, plain old holidaymakers, and anyone else who deigns to take to the skies, allow me to shed witty, sarcastic light on the most illustrious of airborne chariots: a Southwest Airlines flight out of undefined, Fort Myers all the way to the little slice of paradise known as Moline. Please don't stifle your enthusiasm; let the ecstasy overwhelm you, for here, the cynosure of all travel dreams reveals itself. Oh, the flights, the flights!

Nestled in the vastness of undefined Fort Myers lies an enchanted place: a regular Ali Baba's cave of airfare deals, filled with promises of direct flights cutting the bane of layovers. And, for the truly audacious souls, a non-stop red-eye flight, where opportunities to bond over microscopic packets of peanuts, cramped legroom and reheated food that would make your grandmother cry, abound.

What abundance of life lessons Southwest offers, as a stupefying chorus of babies synchronizing their cries fills the air, reminding us without mercy that, indeed, we are not alone! Therein lies one of the unspoken delights of economy class traveling. Oh to be shoehorned into a row full of animated chatters with an unquenchable enthusiasm for the history of their esoteric stamp collections or their dog's innovative yoga poses! Quite the education.

Often, the quest for cheap flights sees one wagering their fate with the irrepressible Southwest, brimming with quiet hope that the travel gods might gift them a last-minute flight deal. Such gambits speak to the daring adventurer in us, perched on the precipice of fate, connected by the tenuous thread of Southwest's flight schedule, daring to dream the impossible flight!

No travel tale is complete without speaking of the accolades one can accrue as a frequent flyer. Southwest’s mileage program, the Rapid Rewards, becomes the aspirational yardstick of discerning nomads everywhere. I mean, who wouldn't want to wrack up points while cruising at 30,000 feet, hoarding those little nuggets of recognition for more future adventures? And lo! What a noble pursuit it is to yield to the siren call of premium economy seats, where an extra inch of legroom is the gilded trophy won!

Those of you, hankering for a taste of true opulence, meanwhile, can splurge for first-class, where you're treated to the same overcooked pasta and stuffy service, but now with a side of smug superiority. With that, you can console yourself, having paid thrice the price of economy. Truly, nothing says 'elite' like padding on the seat.

Sure Southwest may not always fawn over us as we'd like, but they do allow for an extra piece of baggage allowance: ready for the reluctant sacrifices of our holiday purchases on the altar of airplane weight limits. And, should their flight cancellation policy not meet your exacting standards, they make it abundantly clear that they’re only marginally sad about it.

What blossoming romance awaits you, brave journeyers, when you choose to traverse the tempestuous troposphere aboard a Southwest contraption - the uncontested queen of domestic flights! Bask in the quirky humoristics of the paradox that is flying, as you make your adventure from undefined Fort Myers to Moline, on a journey that promises as much on the ground as it does up in the skies!

So, need an adventure, or just a change of pace? Well, you know where to go: Southwest! Here’s looking forward to the inflight services and a journey filled with moments that’ll make good old So-crates (pronounced like in Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure) wish he was alive to experience this new age philosophy of travel!