Get me to the airport, get me on a plane
After half an hour on the phone with a booking agent earlier, I have a flight booked. August 19 is the day. The fuses have been lit!
I have Boris kitty booked on Continental Cargo - thank you SO much, adularia and cratermoon, for the recommendation. In an almost unbelievable instance of convenience, Boris's flight leaves less than an hour before mine and he arrives in San Juan less than ten minutes before I do. I do have to be at SFO at 6 AM, though, and I get into PR at 9:30 PM. It will be a long day. I made sure to book a seat at the back of the plane for both legs of my flight because Natasha, who will accompany me in-cabin, is going to scream her head off the whole time and I figure this way I will annoy the least number of people (except the flight attendants, who get paid to put up with such things).
The cats are not allowed to be tranquilized, but with the prospect of orchestra seating for the Ten-Hour Protestlied for Solo Angry Siamese, *I* might be.
The movers are coming Thursday, now.
My law school BFF Brendan, who will be clerking in Fairbanks, and I agreed that we both must buy gym memberships in our new cities because the weather outside is unfavorable to exercise - but for entirely opposite reasons.
I may need to make a mix of moving/airplane songs, like "Exodus" and "Immigrant Song" and "Fly by Night" and "I Wanna Be Sedated," to blot out the cat complaints. Suggestions welcome. No John Denver.
I have Boris kitty booked on Continental Cargo - thank you SO much, adularia and cratermoon, for the recommendation. In an almost unbelievable instance of convenience, Boris's flight leaves less than an hour before mine and he arrives in San Juan less than ten minutes before I do. I do have to be at SFO at 6 AM, though, and I get into PR at 9:30 PM. It will be a long day. I made sure to book a seat at the back of the plane for both legs of my flight because Natasha, who will accompany me in-cabin, is going to scream her head off the whole time and I figure this way I will annoy the least number of people (except the flight attendants, who get paid to put up with such things).
The cats are not allowed to be tranquilized, but with the prospect of orchestra seating for the Ten-Hour Protestlied for Solo Angry Siamese, *I* might be.
The movers are coming Thursday, now.
My law school BFF Brendan, who will be clerking in Fairbanks, and I agreed that we both must buy gym memberships in our new cities because the weather outside is unfavorable to exercise - but for entirely opposite reasons.
I may need to make a mix of moving/airplane songs, like "Exodus" and "Immigrant Song" and "Fly by Night" and "I Wanna Be Sedated," to blot out the cat complaints. Suggestions welcome. No John Denver.