Like Nick, my longest trip had more to do with time spent traveling, rather than the distance traveled.

MSY-LAX - The Perfect Storm (mechanical, heavy loads and thunderstroms in Dallas)

MSY - read a book, a paper, had a very expensive bowl of gumbo, ate half the box of my "take home" pralines and after 5 hours brought a voodoo doll.

DFW - (evening) shared the rest of my pralines with my fellow stranded travelers, set up a cot, watched some kids have the grandest time crawling over and under chairs, heard a guy launch into a tirade against AA, the government and nictotine patches and came to the conclusion that bargain barrel voodoo dolls are't worth the money.

DFW - (Morning & afternnon) spend my time, people watching, (played spot the non-rev), browsed the stores, traipsed from gate to gate, road the train and watched rampers chasing a dog with a truck.

DFW - (evening) flinally got a flight out, got (first ) slept all the way.

ONT - LAX fogged in, flight diverted to ONT. Took bus to LAX, now resigned to my fate, fully expect to have a flat on my way home.

Home - I didn't have a flat, but I think it says a lot about this trip, that not having a flat was cause for celebration.