travel log: Boston to Austin, 4/13/06

Here’s the day so far as of 9 AM EDT:

3:15 AM — Catch limo ride to Logan.

4:30 AM — Arrive at Logan after picking up other passengers. Smoke last cigarette before flight.

5:15 AM — Get through security with the usual hassle: extra explosive screening, swabbing of laptop and case, being asked to turn it on, and second x-ray of case. No one will ever convince me this stuff is random.

5:45 AM — Airborne. Full flight, but I lucked out and pulled an aisle seat on the bulkhead. Joy. Ear and throat down to a moderate murmur of pain, and flight was uneventful from a physical standpoint.

8:20 AM — Arrive in Atlanta, Hartsfield-Jackson Airport, home of the Escalators from Hell. I swear the person who designed the perspective you can see from these escalators was named Escher. (Or Lovecraft. “Fly the friendly skies of Cthulu…”)

We are early — almost half an hour early. Which means that my slightly longer than two hour layover has stretched miraculously into nearly 3. Yay.

And of course, I CAN NEVER CONNECT TO FREE WIRELESS IN ANY FUCKING AIRPORT I ever fly into. So I’m writing this in Journler and will post it when I get into Austin in a little over 5 hours. (You’d think that if every little coffeehouse in the world can do this, the big airports here can do it. Or maybe I’m just missing something. I know Logan has a limited access, but it only lets you into proprietary sites. And I’m showing 4 bars for Atlanta WiFi, but can’t connect to anything. Balls. )

I’m in a better mood than it sounds, by the way.

I’ll spiff this up in Austin and post it when I get in.

EDIT: Ah. Found a spot I can use. Lucky folks…you get it now. (cough, cough) More when I get to TX.

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