It’s been a while since i flew on an almost empty airplane. The kind flight attendants told me that there were only 35 passengers in coach (and it was one of those planes with 7 seats per row). The business class folks were crammed compared to us in sardine class.

So, Joi wins… plane travel is much better with the proper equipment. The little Shure earphones (while still not entirely fitting my small ears) made the baby non-existent (as well as the flight attendants who were awefully confused by my inability to hear them as they hovered above). IMing on the toy up until takeoff felt much less offensive than my normal chatter-box approach to the airport. And love to the Mac with an extra battery. So, i lounged, read 1.5 books, listened to music and felt yummy getting off the plane, where i rented a car and drove for 4 hours revelling in the wonderfulness of I-95 (with new pavement). Of course, i got out at my usual Exit 40 CT stop (24 hour Wendy’s) only to discover that ice still exists on the east coast and i still always find it and slip. Hrmpft.

It’s funny… i’m having complete deja-vu. I’m back on the east coast, touring between family and friends in the middle of winter, driving up and down the coast and even my dear friend who through my goodbye party last year is hosting a potluck this year. Ah, nostalgia.