It is balmy today...
Karen's cats are running around chasing something that I can't see. Daphne's in the shower. Karen had to run into work to find something for her boss. I am sitting at my laptop trying to remember everything I wanted to blog about since this journey began.
It is balmy today, with the current temperature a sweltering 4 F. A very light snow is falling, but no significant accumulation is expected.
I was ordered to bring my coat to Minnesota. I am not really a coat person, though. I think the last time I wore one was in Moscow during 2005 Worlds to traipse around Russia in -25 degree weather. I wore it for a little bit on Saturday, but since then it's been in Karen's car. I love cold weather. My hands are really dry, but that's really the only part of me that isn't thrilled with the temperature. For those of you coming here who haven't left home yet, bring hand cream. Lots of it.
My flight from Newark to Minneapolis was relatively unremarkable. This is a very good thing, given what could have occurred. The pilot was telling me during the flight (he was waiting for the bathroom and standing next to my seat and chatting) that we were given a two-hour delay on the runway before takeoff. However, the pilot said that he called whomever gets these kinds of calls, and asked if we could try to take off from the short runway.
Try.
Short runway.
All I can think of when I hear this? Lexington, Kentucky.
I wondered why the flight attendant was called into the cockpit and then came out and asked a couple of people to move to the back of the plane.
Seriously, three non-obese people whose combined weight couldn't have topped 400 pounds (probably less) make the different between being an on-time departure and becoming intimately acquainted with the marshy, polluted port waters of Newark? Wow.
It's now 12:55 p.m. and we need to leave to get to the arena on time. So the rest of my blog?
I'll catch up. I think. I hope.
It is balmy today, with the current temperature a sweltering 4 F. A very light snow is falling, but no significant accumulation is expected.
I was ordered to bring my coat to Minnesota. I am not really a coat person, though. I think the last time I wore one was in Moscow during 2005 Worlds to traipse around Russia in -25 degree weather. I wore it for a little bit on Saturday, but since then it's been in Karen's car. I love cold weather. My hands are really dry, but that's really the only part of me that isn't thrilled with the temperature. For those of you coming here who haven't left home yet, bring hand cream. Lots of it.
My flight from Newark to Minneapolis was relatively unremarkable. This is a very good thing, given what could have occurred. The pilot was telling me during the flight (he was waiting for the bathroom and standing next to my seat and chatting) that we were given a two-hour delay on the runway before takeoff. However, the pilot said that he called whomever gets these kinds of calls, and asked if we could try to take off from the short runway.
Try.
Short runway.
All I can think of when I hear this? Lexington, Kentucky.
I wondered why the flight attendant was called into the cockpit and then came out and asked a couple of people to move to the back of the plane.
Seriously, three non-obese people whose combined weight couldn't have topped 400 pounds (probably less) make the different between being an on-time departure and becoming intimately acquainted with the marshy, polluted port waters of Newark? Wow.
It's now 12:55 p.m. and we need to leave to get to the arena on time. So the rest of my blog?
I'll catch up. I think. I hope.
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