I see my future in the ‘Air’

Don’t go by the title, by no means I mean that my future is uncertain. I mean I see it literally being spent in ‘air’ in a plane.

It took me almost 24 hours to get from Portland Airport to the Philadelphia Airport which actually is enough for me to fly to India and not get tired by it.

(Random: Just to make it easy I would like to call airports by the short names, I kinda know most, just saves me some trouble, so basically 24 hours to get from PDX to PHL)

So American Airlines decided the easiest (cheapest really) to fly me back home would be to fly me to SEA from PDX, then DFW from SEA and then finally PHL from DFW.

Here is the thing though, why in the world couldn’t they fly me from PDX to DFW directly. Why? What’s the point? Especially when they kept on asking people to give up their seats for the flight from PDX to SEA. Why? Beyond me.

And then at SEA, the plane miraculously decided to have mechanical issues that made us stand on the runway for more than an hour making most people miss their connections in DFW, and obviously I was one of those people.

Now Dallas may be a good city, but it’s in Texas for God’s sake. Public transportation is non-existent in that place, and for someone like me who can’t drive (even though I was just there to sleep for 10 some hours), a city with no public transportation is on my ‘city never to visit’ list.

Anyhoo…

American Airlines did only one good thing that entire trip. Got me a nice hotel to stay in for the night. I walked into West In, and immediately felt relieved. The anticipation of a comfy bed was very fulfilling at that time.

And then I decided to go eat at the bar which should have been just me and my wine and my salad, but that turned out to be the three of us with some army men. Now, never have I interacted with U.S Army men, I have heard stories and tales, but nothing first hand, and so that kicked off one eventful night.

At 10 pm, I was sure of getting at least 5 hours of sleep, by 3 am I realized that will not happen, and hence my awesome comfy bed, in an awesome hotel was not slept on. What a waste. But, I had an amazing night talking about war stories, and army life. So my night in Dallas, became one of the very good nights of my life.

Who knew??

Basically, the point of this whole tale/rant was how I see my future being spent like this like a nomad. I start work soon, and I know I’ll prolly have a project that will require me to fly a lot, and if I get stuck like this all the time, I’ll end up getting no sleep, and never reaching Philly for more than 24 hours.

Sigh!

My future is in the air.

But hey, who’s complaining! My choice, my life!