Obligatory picture is obligatory.
After the wall-to-all thrash that was yesterday, I found myself at an airport early this morning, boarding a flight that would take me to Las Vegas (via Chicago) for work. In stark contrast to so many other airline trips I’ve taken for work and pleasure, this trip was marked by pleasant and helpful staff on the part of both the airline (American) and the TSA, upgraded seating on one flight, and a generally easy overall experience. It was completely weird.
When in Rome… Or Chicago.
I took my backlog of bicycle magazines with me, and actually found the enforced solitude of the flights to be relaxing. I was able to read in relative peace and quiet, without the distractions of notifications on my phone or chores needing done. Words I never thought I’d say, but I should fly more often!