Thursday, September 1, 2005
After a four hour trip to Newark last night and a brief time for sleep, we arrived at the Newark airport ready to go. The queues were, well, queue-ish. From the gate, I looked out the window and thought of Sandburg:
Is a great, dark, soft thing
Broken across with slashes of light
Soon after we took off, they served us a chicken meal. The food service is on strike, so they had to substitute something different than their usual fare.
Strike-stricken chicken. Yay.
(As I'm blogging this, the videoscreen in front of me is showing us as halfway from Newfoundland to Cork, Ireland.)
The onboard LCDs on this Boeing 777 are pretty cool. They have a closed-circuit TV station which shows the plane's current location.
On the flight over, I watched Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Oy. Although I understand the need to have the movie different than the books, this was terrible. A total waste of time.
So I turned the laptop back on and kept on doing work.