Sunday, April 11, 2010

On the road again: San Francisco, day 1

It was the best of flights and the worst of flights.

On the initial leg, I was upgraded to first class and enjoyed a reasonably tasty calzone and a row-mate who was so convinced of his superiority to the rest of humanity that he would never directly address anyone. Perfect. I finished a lot of work and read when I couldn't use my computer.

On the next leg, I was in a row with two other guys, each of whom had broader shoulders than mine. We looked like sixty pounds of sausage in a thirty-pound skin. One row ahead and across from us was the baby who screamed and/or cried for all but 27 minutes of the 4.5 hours we were on that plane. The number is accurate; I wasn't the only one who kept track. I still got a lot done, but the concentration required significantly more effort on my part.

Still, I made it here, checked in, met the other guys, and did our evening team work. We headed out to eat but came back after a storm rained on us. We ended up eating in the hotel.

Now, to work with me!


Todd said...

Sorry the weather's been so bad.

Hopefully the gods of spam in a can will be a little more generous with you on your flight back.

Mark said...

Thanks for the kind wishes. I've been indoors almost all the time, so the weather has been no issue. It is a great city.


Blog Archive