Written in Airports on Thursday

Been a very busy few days, since last I wrote anything for you all. Made it to New Jersey (32 hours of travel all up, it was), had the orientation days, a tour of New York, and then won a trip in to New York again last night. I am currently sitting outside my gate in Newark airport, waiting to board my flight to Dallas.

Currently about half the flight is already standing up and waiting in line to board the plane, even though our boarding call won’t be for at least another five minutes. I don’t quite see the point in being the first to get on the plane. Especially if you have to stand up and wait fifteen minutes for it. It’s much more comfortable out here, and being first on isn’t going to make us get there any faster. Maybe it’s just an American thing that I just don’t get.

Oooh. They’ve called up the first class passengers now. I guess I should turn off my laptop for a little bit, so I can pack it away to get on the plane. My bags are not nearly as well packed this time, so there’s quite a lot of stuff in my laptop bag.

I’m very glad they didn’t want to search through my bags on the way through security, as it would have been a right pain to get all the random things out and back in again.


Have now made it through to Dallas, Texas, and am once again sitting and waiting to board a delayed plane. This is my last flight for quite some time, though, which I have to say I’m glad of. Flights within America are especially not fun, I have discovered. Maybe it’s just my airline, but they don’t do food (aside from the reasonably rubbish stuff you can buy at airline prices), they’re very noisy, don’t do in-flight movies, and are hugely, hugely over-air-conditioned. Ah well.

I suppose a run-down of the past few days could be interesting, rather than just me rabbiting on about planes, yes?

My flight from Los Angeles to New York was about six hours, but it felt like a lot more. I managed to kind of doze a little bit, but not really. When I got to the airport, the shuttle picking me up was nowhere to be found, so I had to find the transport phones and call someone, who transferred me to someone else, who got someone to come and pick me up.

The shuttle turned out to be a very, very nice car, with leather seats, and heaps of legroom. It was really rather lovely after all the time on the planes. The guy was driving me was highly awesome, too. We talked most of the way to the hotel (an hour and a half), and he pointed out some of the landmarks that were visible through the pouring rain. It really was fairly epic rain, and apparently the drainage systems in New York is not the best, as there was an awful lot of flooding on the roads. I probably shouldn’t have enjoyed driving through it quite as much as I did..

Oh hey. We’re starting to board! Guess I’ll write more sometime later.