Thoughts On Flying
Thursday, April 30th, 2009
I’m up here at 39,000 feet again – on my way to Cape Town, South Africa. Groundspeed: 687 Mph – halfway there, 2000 miles to go.
Nothing but ocean below. Night. Outside air temperature minus 70 degrees. Whoa baby, that’s cold, fast and high. Pretty amazing when you think about it. Way to go, humans! You’ve come a long way.
We’re pretty tough on the airlines these days. Truth is, we’re pretty spoiled. Consider the Spanish and English and Portuguese in their little ships. Consider the pioneers in their wagon trains. Drive across the U.S. even today. It’s a long haul.
I have 15 movies to choose from. The food wasn’t bad, and I didn’t even have to kill it. My biggest worry was the seat next to me. Would it be filled? It wasn’t, so I can put all my stuff around me ‘cause, god knows, it’s a real pain to have to get up and get my computer out of the overhead.
