I must be really stressed out because, over what should be little stresses, I am getting a cramped shoulder and a stitch in my side. Of course problems getting to your airplane on time aren’t exactly little stresses so maybe I should give myself credit. My flight leaves at 6:15 and here I am in the shuttle at 5:25. Fortunately it’s a domestic flight or I might as well give up. As it is I will probably be running through the airport which is what I got up extra early to avoid. But the shuttle didn’t come for a half hour. Not an auspicious start to my trip but as long as I make it on the plane it’s all good.
In the meantime let me tell you about the trip itself. I am headed to Indiana. There is a farm at the Historic Prophetstown that uses beautiful Belgian draft horses to farm. I’ve always wanted to learn how to farm with horses and they offer a pretty cheap weekend workshop.
Yea looks like we’re at my terminal!
Hallelujah I made it. The ticket agent decided not to let anyone else on the flight and for some reason then changed her mind and let me through. A lot of running and a lot of “excuse me can I cut ahead I’m on the 6:15 flight” has now found me boarding as well as sweating.
And I’m on the plane. Sigh of relief. It was pretty funny. As I cut through line, I met a few other 6:15ers who were not interested in letting me get ahead of them. So I said “well you should be cutting too!” and proceeded to tap the next person in line and say “can WE cut in line?” When the nice people said go for it, I gestured behind me and after a brief hesitation she followed. Before long we had a line of 6:15ers trailing behind. My only regret is I gave in and let them virtually violate me with the X-ray dealy. Normally I let them do a pat down but I was afraid I’d miss my flight. All I know is next time I am going to park my car at a different lot.
Just arrived at the Denver airport. Late of course. Some drunk guy decided he just had to use the bathroom before we left so the plane had to pull out of line to takeoff. So my next plane is currently boarding while the plane I’m on now hasn’t even parked yet. I guess I’ll be running again.
Colorado doesn’t look all that impressive but maybe it’s just this area as I’ve never been here before. I was shocked by the farm country. Flat land as far as the eye could see without hardly a tree anywhere. Don’t these farmers know that yield dramatically increases with windbreaks?
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