I took our houseguest to the airport this morning at 8:30 a.m. Her flight to Sydney was scheduled to take off at 10:45 a.m. That means she should be landing right about now.
Yuk. I remember flying from London to L.A. in 1984; 13 hours in the air. I was exhausted, and I was 34 at the time. I can imagine how our guest must feel; she’s considerably older than I was then.
Paying no attention, at least in public, to the now-vanquished Dodgers?
I’ll refrain from gloating.
Any air travel makes me tired.
The Dodgers flight from Philly last night probably wasn’t all that great, either.
🙂
Well played, Dan.