Well, here I am. Sitting in Atlanta for two wonderful hours to myself.
I’ve not been in Atlanta for a couple of years. Not much has changed, it is still Delta Hell.
Our approach into Atlanta ended up being very eventful. The lady behind me ended up getting violently ill, causing the pilot to have to stop the airplane on the tarmac so that she could get to the bathroom. Not fun. Hope it was airsickness and not a virus. She was seated between two really big guys, neither of which knew her or knew each other.
And then we were asked to remain seated on the airplane until the two military officers in First Class deplaned and met a color guard out on the tarmac to escort a fallen soldier. Very somber, sad experience. But it also made me proud of how America respects our military, and how the military respects their own.
Two hours of sleep last night has me getting a bit tired, but I don’t want to waste these 2 hours of time to blog, to read, to people watch. I love being in airports, the wide variety of people, watching the planes push back from the skyway’s, watching the baggage personnel throwing every one’s bags, watching the planes take off and wishing I was a pilot. Or could travel the world for a living.