Month: September 2006

Sometimes, I feel like I don’t even like the outside – that I prefer the cool, artificial breeze of the air conditioning system. When I lived in Houston, this was true for 9 months out of 12. However, here I sit: outside on my back porch typing/working on my computer “in” the out-of-doors. I have to say that this is my kind of weather: partly cloudy and 71 degrees. I could sit here all day. I have all I need: phone, laptop, books, water… oops. I need some more water. I guess I’ll have to venture back inside and get some.

This weekend, we spend two full days camping. I haven’t done that in about a decade… or maybe even more. All in all, it went well. Our tent, which I bought many years ago and never used, turned out to be the best we could possibly have had. It kept us dry when the nightly rains came – and yes, rain it did: both nights. Even with the rain, though, we were nice and dry. Tents are much better than when I was a child. I remember getting soaked.

So, I took some pictures and cooked and tried my hand at catching a fish once or twice and took some pictures and played guitar and took some pictures. Basically, I had a good time. I think I can do this again. Although, with better bathing facilities… no one likes to swim or shower with spiders. Lots of spiders.

I’m back from my hop accross the pond. Training went well, but it was tiring to do that while jet-lagged. I took a few pictures and I’ll let you know when I post them.

It was really nice to get off the airplane in Newark – for at least 10 minutes. The air was cool and humid: which is exactly what one needs after getting of the airplane’s ultra-dry air supply. Immigration was a snap. Then came customs. Yuck. If any airport does it worse than Newark, I have yet to see it. It took me over an hour to get my bag, run through the customs line [actually that little part took all of 30 seconds] and then re-check the bag for home. What a pain – AND I had to leave the secured area to do it.

Once I got to my terminal, I found a President’s Club room to sit down and do some work in – which of coruse was under construction and overcrowded due to some flight delays. At least I got a chair!

I’ve added a new airport to my list – Frankfurt (FRA). This brings the total to 77, now. How many have you been to? Ever make a list?

I’ve arrived in Bad Homburg [a suburb of Frankfurt] safely, if a little later than I thought. I found the city just fine, but finding the hotel was something else. I was unable to find the right street and ended up driving around the town for over an hour before I found a “familliar” place – one where I knew the streets – and called the hotel. They were kind enough to give me directions and now, I’m here.

My rental car is A Mercedes – but not what you might think. It’s a model we don’t have in the US: the A series. It’s like a mini-mini-van. Very small box on wheels. I did, however, get seat 1A on the flight over, due to the oversold nature of the flight. They had too many people in coach and a seat or two open in First – so I was chosen [I feel special] to fill in the gap while vacating a coach seat for one less fortunate, but still grateful for a seat. If I had known I was going to be upgraded, I likely wouldn’t have eaten dinner in the terminal.

For now, though, it’s only 1pm and I have to make it until at least dark or jet lag will kill me. I only slept a few hours on the plane, but let’s hope its enough to keep me going. And now: I’m off to some castle ruins to take some pictures…

I’ve been fortunate enough to be given an upgrade to first class – on an international flight! … which is very rare. I’m off now – no time to type before they shut me down!

I’m in Newark, NJ now – enjoying the fruits of my youthful extravagance [for those that don’t know, when I was younger with more money than sense, I purchased a lifetime membership to the Continental President’s Club for scads of money – I’m somewhat glad I did it then, since I haven’t been able to blow nearly so much money ever since…] in the new President’s Club. I have about 3 hours to kill, most of which I’ll do here, but for some of which I’ll find me a nice restaurant to patronize… one with steak, maybe…

The shuttle between terminals was a God-send. Spartan, to be sure – one has to descend a flight of stairs to the outside right next to the planes and then stand up on a bouncy bus, but even so: I was very glad to avoid the inconvenience of yet another security screen. It reminds me of IAH before there was a tram built in the secured section of the airport – where you either had to exit security and ride the rickety underground tram [I have many memories of this], or there was a shuttle bus. This is very like that old bus, for those of you who have ridden it in the past.

Obviously, other than my airport-hopping, nothing is happening, but I’ll still keep you posted. Oh – and of course, on this tirp, I get to add a new airport to my list of airports visited: Frankfurt (FRA).