Leaving Denver, the safety demonstration is complete, the aircraft has already pushed back and is beginning to taxi, and I'm walking down the aisle checking seat belts and such.......Man, woman, and two children....all a bit odd as this conversation will confirm:
MAN to ME: Have we closed the door yet?
ME: (Looking outside at the pavement moving along below us): No.
MAN to ME: Oh, as soon as we do, can my daughter move over by me (there is one vacant middle seat between him and his daughter...all she had to do is slide over).
ME: Sure. And on I go down the aisle feeling no need whatsoever to confront the stangeness that has become our world.
Here is my work week ahead (9,000 and some odd miles)...... complete with a journey to a brand new city that I've never visited before.....AUSTIN, TEXAS. In spite of the fact that it's hotter than a two-bit whore there, I'm looking forward to exploring the food and music and gay scene.....and also watching the thousands of bats return to the Congress Street Bridge at sunset.