Time to head home. In other words, it’s time for another bout with Delta.
On my computer screen in that photo, is the text of a comment posted under my last travel post extravagantly defending Delta! HERE. To which I respond: HA!
In any event, it was a successful visit. A successful visit includes at least a couple dozen oysters.
So far it’s a smooth boarding, probably less complicated because it’s a Saturday.
I’m into Peter Kwasniewski’s new book. Outstanding. More HERE!
We made it. There were a few serious, attention getting bumps along the way, the sort that pitch liquids out of glasses. The real problem, however, was the lack of AC before, during and after the flight. Hence, it was incredibly hot inside that plane, drenched-hair hot.
Now, in the new lounge. They are finally beginning to catch up with their European counterparts.
I have enough time here for my shirt to dry out a bit and to grab a bite before the bell rings for the next round.
They are trying new ways to channel people into boarding at the proper time and not block the corridor.
Seated. The boarding is going on… not water boarding, but there’s still time for that.
I just read on Twitter:
29 July 1941 | During selection for starvation death Father Maksymilian Kolbe asked SS to take him instead of Franciszek Gajowniczek. https://t.co/dLTiiPmOpw
Today his cause would surely be on the new path, oblatio vitae.
Here is a great quote from my book:
We are being told that the boarding process went so smoothly that we can leave early but… the taxi will be longer than usual. It’s a wash.