When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past... Sonnet 30
Friday, January 21, 2011
From The Sketchbook
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
I mention this only because I think maybe this flight is in the middle of an Inception thingy.
Sitting in an isle seat, in the center section, there was an empty seat between me and the other isle seat of the three-seat section. A stewardess stopped by and said, there's an empty row behind you if you want more room. I thought "Great!" and moved back one row. While watching the movie I noticed that the people to the left and right of me also had a row to themselves. OK, that happens. Not too often, but not unheard of. I dozed off during the movie, but woke up (I think) in time to see the last half and the ending.
Later I got up to walk back to the lavatories, hoping they wouldn't all be occupied. That's when I realized the plane was nearly empty. Empty, at least, by any normal expectations. Other London flights I've been on were always stuffed full. I haven't been on a flight with this percentage of empty seats since flying on Southwest Airlines in the early 70s, when that airline first started flying and they were sending nearly empty flights to Austin and San Antonio several times a day.
Hey, it's a pretty nice way to wrap up a great two week visit to London with Robin.
Oops, gotta go. I think I just saw Leonardo DiCaprio and Ellen Little walking up the isle and now I have to figure out if they're in my dream or if I'm in theirs. We're over Nova Scotia and I've just got 4 hours and 45 minutes to figure it out. Aargh!
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Gosh miss, I hate having to explain to you how rude you are...
After four or five Tube stops you moved your stuff over closer to you, but that was probably because you saw me taking pictures of you. Oh well, maybe there's a reasonable explanation. Sorry for disturbing your meal.