The red-eye
This evening I have the opportunity to take the red-eye from LAX to ATL. I leave LAX at 11:55pm and arrive in Atlanta at 7:15am. While waiting here in the terminal, I thought I would share some thoughts on my travels and why on earth I decided to do this.
First, to the man in seat 10B on my flight from Tucson to LAX, I want to congratulate you in your child rearing capabilities. The man in 12B especially liked your progeny. At one point, he even asked the flight attendant to tell you to take control of your little one. I found the show we received at take-off to be the best of the bunch. Don’t remember? That’s when your child screamed at the top of his lungs for 5 minutes while we ascended into the heavens. It was like a bad amusement park right gone even worse. Thanks for that.
Thanks also for reminding me how to say my A-B-Cs. About the 9th time your child said them, I did - in fact - remember all the letters of the alphabet. A flight, and a study session. Thank you for that.
And finally, thank you for controlling your little dwarf when he tried to get off the plane before everyone else. We all really did appreciate the screaming when he was told he couldn’t do that.
So ends my first entry for the evening. Check out the picture below!
