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The journey before take-off

You don’t simply board a plane.

You walk
ride a subway
escalator
elevator
airport shuttle train
more elevators, escalators,

go down hallways.
More elevators, escalators ,
stairs
walkways
to the line to get on the plane.

You walk into a tube and wait.
You find your seat
you wonder if this flight is still a good idea at this point.

Hours later, you land.
It’s a miracle.

Flying to England takes a while

I flew overnight, Seattle to London last night.

The airport contained, approximately:
100,000 sighs
80,000 coughs
50,000 sneezes

At a certain point, there were 1,000,000 micro droplets per square foot of:
1. Panic
2. Euphoria
3. Dread

I sat in a row of three. We were each in our own nests of personal belongings because there is no room.

We flew over the dogs Labrador and Newfoundland.

At 3:15 a.m., my home time, I saw Ireland below. Omigod! Omigod! Omigod! Look! That’s! Ireland! Right! There! It’s! Just! Sitting! There!

This is the magic of flight.

It isn’t the air inside the plane, which smells of:
1. Stale perfume
2. Fake food
3. Sedentary skin
4. Hair
5. Chewed-up enthusiasm

I didn’t know what to expect to exactly happen on this trip. So, I liked this quote:

“After you jump a net appears.”
-Vincent Lauria