a morning of airports and airplanes
That was rude! I just grabbed a granola bar from my bag, and it was just a wrapper. *sulks*
Sorry, Orlando International. I think I've found a new favorite airport -- it's Dallas-Ft. Worth, and in particular, it's D Terminal. Comfy! Spacious! Natural light! Chairs I could sit in all day! The only drawback is that there are few clear windows; most are frosted over. I've found a small window, though, and am watching planes take to the skies every two minutes or so. Incredible!
My itinerary for today has gone sort of like this:
3:00 a.m. EST -- Wake up! Explain to Figwit what's going on.
3:40 a.m. EST -- Drive to Gaylord Palms, where Debbie is going to pick up my car later.
3:55 a.m. EST -- Start praying about my transportation, which has not shown up yet.
3:57 a.m. EST -- Van pulls up, and we're on our way to the airport.
4:35 a.m. EST -- There's a detour around the airport, and the van driver gets pretty lost.
4:40 a.m. EST -- Walk straight up to the baggage check-in.
4:42 a.m. EST -- Go through security with the two other people in the airport at this time.
4:45 a.m. EST -- Starbuck stop for a caffe mocha. Who knew they were open so early!
5:00 a.m. EST -- Some really nice quiet time with God in the book of Hebrews.
6:25 a.m. EST -- Plane takes off, I watch the way cool horizontal rain, then go to sleep.
7:43 a.m. CST -- Plane lands in Dallas, and we passengers search the plane for a lost ring.
8:15 a.m. CST -- Explore the airport, take some computer time, and chill out to the music of Bond.
And here's what I hope will happen in the next few hours:
9:40 a.m. CST -- Plane takes off, I read Return of the King and listen to music.
10:40 a.m. PST -- Plane lands in Palm Springs, California, and there's Titus, Mom, and Dad!
10:41 a.m. PST -- I will realize that I crossed an entire continent and it's still morning.
10:42 a.m. PST -- I'll realize that I'm in the same state as moneysocal and freak out!
11:30 a.m. PST -- Yummy lunch at a Thai place, 11 hours after the morning's breakfast.
Oh, now I could tell you anything about OJ Simpson. Shoe size, birthdate, illegal income, etc. There must be nothing else happening in the world, because that's all the airport televisions are talking about. Grrrrrr.
Sorry, Orlando International. I think I've found a new favorite airport -- it's Dallas-Ft. Worth, and in particular, it's D Terminal. Comfy! Spacious! Natural light! Chairs I could sit in all day! The only drawback is that there are few clear windows; most are frosted over. I've found a small window, though, and am watching planes take to the skies every two minutes or so. Incredible!
My itinerary for today has gone sort of like this:
3:00 a.m. EST -- Wake up! Explain to Figwit what's going on.
3:40 a.m. EST -- Drive to Gaylord Palms, where Debbie is going to pick up my car later.
3:55 a.m. EST -- Start praying about my transportation, which has not shown up yet.
3:57 a.m. EST -- Van pulls up, and we're on our way to the airport.
4:35 a.m. EST -- There's a detour around the airport, and the van driver gets pretty lost.
4:40 a.m. EST -- Walk straight up to the baggage check-in.
4:42 a.m. EST -- Go through security with the two other people in the airport at this time.
4:45 a.m. EST -- Starbuck stop for a caffe mocha. Who knew they were open so early!
5:00 a.m. EST -- Some really nice quiet time with God in the book of Hebrews.
6:25 a.m. EST -- Plane takes off, I watch the way cool horizontal rain, then go to sleep.
7:43 a.m. CST -- Plane lands in Dallas, and we passengers search the plane for a lost ring.
8:15 a.m. CST -- Explore the airport, take some computer time, and chill out to the music of Bond.
And here's what I hope will happen in the next few hours:
9:40 a.m. CST -- Plane takes off, I read Return of the King and listen to music.
10:40 a.m. PST -- Plane lands in Palm Springs, California, and there's Titus, Mom, and Dad!
10:41 a.m. PST -- I will realize that I crossed an entire continent and it's still morning.
10:42 a.m. PST -- I'll realize that I'm in the same state as moneysocal and freak out!
11:30 a.m. PST -- Yummy lunch at a Thai place, 11 hours after the morning's breakfast.
Oh, now I could tell you anything about OJ Simpson. Shoe size, birthdate, illegal income, etc. There must be nothing else happening in the world, because that's all the airport televisions are talking about. Grrrrrr.