Continental Airlines is a Greyhound with wings.

No shit. Despite being a local homegrown airline, I gotta say Continental bites that fat one. I will be blogging from the middle east the next 3 weeks and the 1st 36 hours have been marred by mis-steps by the inept fuckers from this airline. Our flight to Lebanon had to be delayed by a day, re-routed through Jordan, and it is dubious as to whether I will have luggage at all. Nonetheless, the good thing is that folks here in the mid-east smoke directly below 'no smoking' signs. The signs merely remind them to smoke. A 4 year old kid just came up to me and bummed a cig and then proceeded to feel up my girls ass. Well, maybe that did not really happen but you get the idea. Aight, well, I land in 'war-torn' Beirut in just a couple of hours and will soon let you know what it be. Reporting live from the land of falafel and terrorists, I'm Omar Afra.