Today has been action packed…
First, I flew out at the crack of dawn (oooh, an allusion to “The Office”), but during the drive to the airport, I saw a burning Honda. This wasn’t a minor little flameout, but a full-fledge conflagration that shut down all traffic heading north on I-295.
Got to the airport, flew to New Orleans. My first official action upon arriving? Eating crawfish! I peel ‘n eat like a two year old, but they are tasty little mini-lobster-like creatures who deserve to be savored. “Pinch the tails, suck the heads…”
Then I embarked on the long, hard, trek to Boston. Let me just say this — it was about a six hour flight, which was punctuated by the pilot telling us, upon arriving at a stopover in Philadelphia, that “the steering gear seems to have failed”. When you’re on an airplane and you hear steering and failure, there’s a healthy knot in your stomach when you consider what those words could have meant had something gone wrong when the plane was decelerating upon landing and trying to take a hot turn onto a taxi way!!!
That said, I’m alive, coherent, and in Boston…