Tag: air travel

Awake

I always sit by the window for this very reason. You never know when this might happen, when you are suddenly flying above the dawn and the magic of the light paints the plane’s wing pink and yellow. You don’t even know why this… Continue Reading “Awake”

The Curse of C-24

What does it mean to be C-24? If you are flying on Southwest, it means that your place in the boarding order was after all the people with numbers A-1-60, B-1-60 and C-1-23. It also means you are going to be sitting in a… Continue Reading “The Curse of C-24”

Hard to Please

Apologizing in advance for what one has cooked for dinner is so feeble. I hate it. Never apologize! Take no prisoners! Bring me echoes of every man I have known, on a platter, with parsley. I explained to my husband who usually cooks on… Continue Reading “Hard to Please”

In the Travel Bubble

The three older women on the plane could have been related, could have been sisters, maybe triplets, their hair cut short and practical, each with a big bag full of electronics, wearing their traveling clothes and dozing off and on for the three and… Continue Reading “In the Travel Bubble”

The Airplane Window

On my way home from San Diego last night, I stared out the window of the plane for two hours. The cabin was dark with only a few tiny lights on, many empty seats. And silent, no whispering conversations or headphone spillover, no babies crying… Continue Reading “The Airplane Window”

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