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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