Guess what happens when the LUV bird comes down through the clouds at PIT?
If you ever lived in Pittsburgh there isn’t much to guess. The sun disappears and a layer of clouds and grey paint the sky.
However look what was waiting for me at the airport?
It looks better at home. I really do wish PIT was as close to home as MKE was since at least then Reba would go for the ride and then jump me when I hopped in the car. 
