I was tempted to take a later shuttle to the airport, seeing that 0600 is a tough gig sometimes. After speaking to a group I’m usually a bit worn out. That said, I’m glad I came early.
This is the Pre-Check line!
After what you can see there are the switchbacks of what you can’t.
I believe we were fibbed to on the way in. We were told there were “equipment problems” at Pre-Check. A few questions to some worker bees along the way confirmed that, no, it was like this all the time. Last night my ride told me to get to the airport early. “I have Pre-Check”, quoth I. “No, really,” quoth he. So I took an earlier shuttle…
… even after watching the end of the GOP debate and some of the autopsy.
I spoke to a Legatus chapter about the Synod. It wasn’t a happy joy joy joy presentation. It is my intention to get people a little anxious about this one. A little fear may help some overcome the inevitable onset of Synod Fatigue™ which has already struck hard in some quarters.
“George! Hurry up and sit down!…. You just sat on the water bottle and broke it.”
“No. I didn’t.”
“Look there’s a blanket… these seats are different…. why is this thing so low?… There’s a hole here. Did you know there was a hole here?
“There’s a hole here.”
This might be a long short flight.
Meanwhile something beautiful from the CMA:
Sun rise in DTW.
Another short one.