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On a plane somewhere between Frankfurt, Germany and Dallas, Texas: What a whirlwind of a few weeks. I went to see the place where
my ancestors came from, spent Ash Wednesday at
Auschwitz, visited some of my favorite places and saw some of my favorite people in one of my
favorite places and traveled to three cities I had yet to visit. And I got paid for it, by the way. But after all the fun and hard work, there’s still one more last bit that will tie up the package in a pretty bow:
#24: The flight home.
On this flight, in particular, I have 11 hours to immediately nap before take off, watch ¾ of a
Justin Timberlake movie, eat a not-so-bad lunch, take another nap, work on upcoming schedules, keep my computer battery running with an on-plane charger, get served some coffee and a snack, look through photos from my last few cities and, of course, write this blog. Oh, and since there’s no phone or internet service, I am literally unreachable. Except to the band on the same flight, but they’re all pretty much zoned out. God bless
ambien.
Sure, there are 100 bad things about being on an 11 hour flight (on the way to a 3 hour layover and another 1 ½ flight to the final destination), but that is not what this series is about. It’s about seeing the good in all situations, even if it’s the littlest pleasure possible.
Which includes the fact that the baby next to me has been quiet the whole flight. Perhaps she, too, has discovered ambien.
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On this flight, in particular, I have 11 hours to immediately nap before take off, watch ¾ of a Justin Timberlake movie, eat a not-so-bad lunch, take another nap, work on upcoming schedules, keep my computer battery running with an on-plane charger, get served some coffee and a snack, look through photos from my last few cities and, of course, write this blog. Oh, and since there’s no phone or internet service, I am literally unreachable. Except to the band on the same flight, but they’re all pretty much zoned out. God bless ambien.