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Published: March 9th 2012
9 March 2012 16:15 MST (17:15 local)
Flying is long and boring without Melly and Nenaroo. I finished two crosswords and read a Cadfael short story. Mostly, I stared out the window. I really struggle to understand what I am looking at from above sometimes. Add that to having no grasp of agriculture makes flying to Chicago an exercise in color and pattern appreciation, but little else.
I had to yell at a kid who tried to cut in front of me at Sunport. He didn't quite get the idea of boarding groups so I had to set him right.
I am the third person here at my gate.
I am going to try and find something to eat while trying to restrain myself from splurging on duty free perfume.
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anonymous
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Noooo!
Oh, please, oh please, do not splurge in ANY kind of perfume! However, feel free to splurge at my favorite watch store. ;-) I don't quite get boarding groups myself... shouldn't the sharper elbows board first?