I watched a kidnapping drama unfold on Castle last night, so before I begin I feel compelled to remind my reader(s) that my heavily armed wife is not home alone, but is being checked in on by my ex military neighbor. Now, I wanted to share a few observations about air travel. To begin, there appear to be two distinct types of travelers: the relaxed veteran and the bring all. I suppose I fall into the latter category, but I mean to be in the former.
There is some crossover between the two, especially in styles of dress. I’ve noticed that women work especially hard at looking good during travel. This may be as a result of the female species being predominantly more relaxed at traveling. They might carry a purse or handbag and be cool. We guys tend to fall into that bring all category, lugging carry-ons, laptop bags, and knapsacks wherever we travel. The act of traveling itself seems to be a binary affair, with the travelers lined up into the categories I laid out partially according to mission. I am weighed down by bags, because I am going to a conference in the near-arctic land of Colorado. During this conference on Developmental Education I plan to scratch out multiple stories and have mad fun. Oh, I’ll learn something too I suppose.
But back to the travel conversation:
You can spot an experienced traveler at check in. You know them as the people who walk right by check in and zoom up to the security gate where there are often a set of express check-in kiosks mostly under-utilzed. They’re the one in the nice but comfortable bottoms and easy slip off shoes. They fly through the gates unnoticed and arrive at the best seats in the plane. You can see why i want to be down with that.
Some Thoughts:
1. My ipad was recently the victim of football violence. While showing my team a play on the ipad, a player decided to hurl a pretty spiral my way. It caught the bottom corner of the ipad and shattered the glass. The kid’s father offered to cover the cost or switch my ipad for the kid’s. I opted for the switch, but lo and behold Walmart may be riding in to the rescue. My insurance is not yet expired and they intend to try to fix the glass. Go Walmart.
2. Jordan kicked up a newstorm by claiming he would try to play basketball at 50. I’m trying to play flag football at 38 and that is a mess. The problem of it is my inability to work out at all. If I could just start with one gym day a week I’d be fine. Now, with the wife poised to take a job that has her working weekend overnights, I may really be in trouble. She’ll be in no shape to watch kids in the morning, causing me to lose the Sunday Football League. That will result in immediate weight gain and deep-seeded disappointment in self. A friend recently suggested I stop worrying about being athletic. Nope. You are asking me to come to terms with the fact that I can no longer live in the world of athletes. I am not ready for that at all.