As I drive across the state to another airport… a cheaper airport… I am listening to weather reports about possible tornados where I am going. Great.
I have just enough time to tank up on espresso before I head to the gate.
I made it safely to the ground, in spite of the fact that the aircraft may have been held together with bailing wire and chewing gum.
I listened to danger music for my flights soundtrack.
AAnyway… after a tasty burger…
…I am now in the “quiet” area of the club… besieged by four simultaneously nearby phone conversations. Why do people need to shout into their phones? Because the people they are talking to are far away?
Anyway, this Delta lounge is the most like to those you find in European airports, though the pickin’s are still pretty slim.
I have a goodly layover here. Enough so I don’t have to rush at all.
I may rush after all… at least to a different corner of this lounge. The woman in the corner has been shouting down her phone – rapidly – and without breathing – for about 30 minutes.
Please, I beg you, teach, train, form, discipline your children not to “up talk”. For love of all that is decorous and good, beat them if you must, just don’t let them “up talk”.
The human race thanks you in advance.
Meanwhile… she wins… I’m moving. GAH!
Boarded. Which it’s a nautical term, ain’t it?
I don’t think it is an actual law of physics that two objects can’t occupy the same space at the same time, but rather a law of frequent airline travel. I am, however, being asked to defy this law and occupy the same space as the bulkhead and the arms of the seat.
Is it Newton’s 3rd Law of the Leges Motus that says that when one body (e.g. mine) exerts a force on another, second body (e.g. the bulkhead, etc), the second body simultaneously exerts a force equal in magnitude and opposite in direction on the first body? I think Newton underestimated the second body in the case of frequent flying.
Speaking of nautical terms, however, I think bosons can occupy the same quantum states as other bosons.
“But Father! But Father!,” some of you libs are tittering, “That’s boat-swain! That’s how the wonderful President would say it! You obviously spend too much time in the past because … you hate Vatican II!”
It’s “bo’s’n”. And he should really check on the hull of this CRJ200.