I Should Be Someplace Else

Back when I was in high school, Tom T. Hall got stuck on Spokane and wrote this song.

I don't know what I'm doing here, I could be someplace else
Like in Atlanta drinkin' wine, wine, wine.
I don't know what I'm doing here, I should be someplace else
Like in Kentucky drinkin' shine, shine, shine.

The dogs are running down in Memphis
And them nags are running in L.A.
I'm stuck in Spokane in a motel room
And there ain't no way to get away.

Willie Nelson's picking out in Austin
And Waylon's hanging out in Mexico.
I'm stuck in Spokane in a motel room
And Kris is making movin' picture shows.

Hey, I don't know what I'm doing here, I could be someplace else
Like in Atlanta drinkin' wine, wine, wine.
I don't know what Im doing here, I should be someplace else
Like in Kentucky drinkin' shine, shine, shine.

Well I know they're dancing in New Orleans
And old Chicago's bright as day.
I'm stuck in Spokane in a motel room
Lord, I wish I had a Dolly Parton tape.

Well Hill and Bear and Billy Joe they're gambling
And ol' TP's fryin' crappie all night long.
They're down at Tootsies eating chili.
I'm stuck in Spokane writin' a song.

Hey, I don't know what I'm doing here, I could be someplace else
Like in Atlanta drinkin' wine, wine, wine.
I don't know what I'm doing here, I should be someplace else
Like in Kentucky drinkin' clear moonshine.

The family and I can relate. We got to the airport and found our flight was still scheduled. After checking in we learned that the Portland airport was considered marginal. We hung around the waiting area for an hour and they announced our flight was skipping Portland and going straight to it's next destination--Sacramento. There were no flights to Hawaii available for us from there so they told us to pick up our luggage, which was already waiting for us in the baggage claim area, and go home. So home we are.