A friend invited/persuaded me to attend a houseboat trip over American Thanksgiving. Blogging has waned recently as I prepared myself for the trip – I only had a couple weeks to put my work and personal life in order.
Today was the first day, the flight down. I was hesitant at first, but now that I’m here, I’m enjoying being away. Some fun thoughts/events that occured to me today:
- Disregard the notion of arriving three hours early to the airport. I’ve yet to experience anything that even came close to deserving such paranoia.
- Do not bring fold-up sewing scissors on your keychain to the airport. I keep losing this useful, but thankfully cheap, tool this way.
- A seat in the back is worthwhile, to board early and guarantee overhead space for carry-ons, for the leg room.
- Line up before your row is called, but late enough so that you’re still in line when your row is called. This, too, is to get that overhead space and thus leg room.
- Never take a pressure-based, liquid pen on the airplane. I received a nasty surprise that could have been much uglier.
- Flights are so much more tolerable if you can sleep through it. I wasn’t sleepy this time, and found it boring and uncomfortable, despite the laptop, printouts, and magazines I brought.
I didn’t bother with the inflight movie. Based on occasional visuals, it seemed to involve a pair of muscular pool cleaners, dirt bikes, and scantily clad women.
Now that Air Canada doesn’t serve complementary food anymore, I kind of miss the inoffensive, light meals. It staved off the hunger without interfering much with eating schedule. I can buy food, but the prices seem exhorbitant, even though they were likely included in the ticket price before. Funny enough, freshly heated pizza was made available at the same time the televisions were playing a cooking show.
