It’s my first dive through the looking glass into Airportland since I returned from the Holy Land pilgrimage.
Weirdly empty lot.
Strangely empty concourse.
Boarding will be interesting.
I’m off to a conference for priests in West Virginia held by Scott Hahn’s gig St. Paul Center for Biblical Studies. It was terrific last year. This year may have a different dynamic.
Some things are different. 1st Class can board anytime but otherwise boarding starts from aft forward, from the back to the front. Every other seat is blocked except for people flying together… I presume.
Fewer people meant a shorter boarding period.
We are being assured that the plane is clean and I almost believe it. It smells different than before!
We are also being reassured that “underneath these masks, we’re smiling.”
Rather than go around with a cart,…
And they do NOT talk at us any less. Rather…!
DTW is sparse in a spooky way. I kinda like it.
The Tunnel Of LSD Love is not affected by social distancing.
These CRJ200s are annoying. No social distance in here!
A priest friend also heading to the WV conference was in the boarding area and is also on this flight. I am always pleased when another priest is aboard, since I can’t absolve myself.
Here we are in PIT. The T-Rex says, “Hey.”, laconically.
At the carrousel we have determined that my friend’s bag remained in DTW.
I ask all of you to pray to St Corbinian for the swift delivery of his bag, by van, T-Rex, or bear, we are indifferent.
Our Shuttle van has an interesting mobile phone slot. It’s in the upper corner as the door swings out.
And when the door is closed…
Your phone is easily retrieved! The Deluxe Phone Storage Slot!
Over hill and holler, over river and run…
At our conference location we were given swag bags with … yes … you know what.
BTW… masks are also good laptop screen cleaners!