Airports

Suck. And I'm going to be spending a lot of time in them in the next... 24 hours? Something like that. Fortunately, I'm going to be boarding soon. Like, now actually. which is cool. And then I'll be on my way! Might post from Heathrow, just because that would be fun. But now I'm just going to grab a bite to eat, and a starbucks, and get in line. Flying on a 747 which was my life goal as a 12 year old. who'd have thought that it would actually happen....

Gotta go grab that food and board! But I'm feeling pretty optimistic about updating this regularly, so keep checking back!

-Brian

Addendum:

Now I'm in Heathrow, my computer says it's 5:19 AM, and the clock next to my head says it's 10:19am. Weird. Sitting in the brand new BA terminal... which is gorgeous. They're raffling off lamborghinis and maseratis (for 20 pounds a ticket...) Everything is nice and new, except that I couldn't find a drinking fountain anywhere, so I filled my water bottle in the bathroom sink. Usually I have no problem with this, except that the sinks here have lovely warm water for washing your hands, quite unlike the bone-chilling icy blast I got at Logan, so I feel like I'm drinking tea without the tea....

Anyways, I wanted to comment on something that's been nagging me. While on the flight, somewhere over the Atlantic, the flight attendants came around with "breakfast". (I don't usually eat breakfast when it's pitch black outside the window... I'd call that a midnight snack). The woman sitting next to me had gotten up to use the restroom, so I just asked the flight attendant for an extra breakfast box for when she got back. A few minutes later, she returned, and seemed totally surprised that I'd done that. "You were looking out for me! Thank you!" It was one of the simplest things I could have done, and yet it meant a lot to her. I don't know why people don't do that more often. The rest of the flight was pleasant enough, and it kind of drifted out of my mind, but then when I got off the plane in London, everyone was immediately rushing around, tending to their own business, running over people's toes with their rolling baggage, and actually making very little gain because of it. It's what I've come to expect from a major international airport, but I don't see why it has to be that way.

Going back to reading Angels and Demons for now... next post will be from Roma!

-Brian