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Travel Stories, and other
Feb. 10th, 2008 05:59 pmTravel Stories:
* I was contemplating the menu outside the Martini Lounge in the Detroit airport when an old lady asked me if I knew where in the building it was permissible to smoke. What is with all these people thinking I look like I would know this stuff?
* Once again, I set my open purse down in an automatic sink so I'd have my hands free to reapply lipstick. Once again, I doused my purse. (Once again, no real harm done, however, and I got a good laugh out of it. So did some other ladies, probably, but they were polite enough to wait until they were out of earshot.)
* I must be looking less dangerous these days -- I didn't get picked for a "random" search even once!
* I obviously didn't bring enough books with me. One of my flights was delayed in taking off because there wasn't enough weight in the tail of the plane and it made the plane "out of balance." (This is a technical term?)
* I think it's funny how nobody will sit in a seat next to another stranger in the gate unless forced to, but we all get on the plane and are jammed into seats half the size and nobody seems to notice.
* One of the my pilots was young, dark, and handsome -- and looked exactly like the young Michael Corleone. I decided not to mention this fact to him.
Other:
I meant to mention this during January's book list, but I forgot. Just in case someone missed it -- I've been blogging my reading thoughts this year, but on a separate lock to keep it from cluttering the pages of those not interested. If you missed out on the first invitation, feel free to let me know if you'd like to be added to the lock.
I really need to find a tiara. Any ideas of where to look? It needn't be "real", although antique or antique-looking is always good, but I just don't want something clearly meant as a child's dress-up piece. Nor do I exactly want to pay real prices.
* I was contemplating the menu outside the Martini Lounge in the Detroit airport when an old lady asked me if I knew where in the building it was permissible to smoke. What is with all these people thinking I look like I would know this stuff?
* Once again, I set my open purse down in an automatic sink so I'd have my hands free to reapply lipstick. Once again, I doused my purse. (Once again, no real harm done, however, and I got a good laugh out of it. So did some other ladies, probably, but they were polite enough to wait until they were out of earshot.)
* I must be looking less dangerous these days -- I didn't get picked for a "random" search even once!
* I obviously didn't bring enough books with me. One of my flights was delayed in taking off because there wasn't enough weight in the tail of the plane and it made the plane "out of balance." (This is a technical term?)
* I think it's funny how nobody will sit in a seat next to another stranger in the gate unless forced to, but we all get on the plane and are jammed into seats half the size and nobody seems to notice.
* One of the my pilots was young, dark, and handsome -- and looked exactly like the young Michael Corleone. I decided not to mention this fact to him.
Other:
I meant to mention this during January's book list, but I forgot. Just in case someone missed it -- I've been blogging my reading thoughts this year, but on a separate lock to keep it from cluttering the pages of those not interested. If you missed out on the first invitation, feel free to let me know if you'd like to be added to the lock.
I really need to find a tiara. Any ideas of where to look? It needn't be "real", although antique or antique-looking is always good, but I just don't want something clearly meant as a child's dress-up piece. Nor do I exactly want to pay real prices.