I hadn’t eaten yet all day, thus I’m binging at the lounge.
The sequence of events so far:
0. Sleep in.
1. Get my hair cut.
2. Say bye to Sara.
3. Taxi to Maglev.
4. Maglev to Airport
So on my return flight, I’ll be flying First Class on AA. I got lucky and scored a good deal using my miles. This will be my first time flying a “Premium” class. I wish it was on Cathay…

^step 1, table cloth and china.

^ice wine and ice cream pairing!!!
Day 10 + 3 hours
The seat lies flat?! alrighty, bedtime!
Day 10 + 10 hours
I was awoken for breakfast. Apparently I had slept through the dim sum service
^Unfortunately, Lucky Charms or Count Chocula were not options… They had omelettes, but I have this weird fear of cafeteria eggs, thus, I do not trust airplane eggs.
Ok, there’s only 1-more hour til arrival. One thing that I do miss up here is chatting with people. I’m not sitting next to anyone, everyone flies in suits and minds their own business, and lastly, AA has the worst movie selection ever… However, I am absolutely pwn’ing at FreeCell!!!
oh.em.gee! I’m back in ‘MERICA

So flying FC, internationally, will get you not into the AA Admirals Lounge, but their Flagship Lounge. This place is silly but fancy. There’s a guy who MUST be an oil tycoon from Texas, and he’s chatting with guy who MUST be an oil sheikh. I want to butt in and say, “hi,” then ask a jillion questions.
Now let’s see, all of this travelling has made for great people watching. For today’s installment of Overheard at the Airport:
Lady: Oh, my husband just took it!
TSA guy: um, okay. Step to the side please.
Lady: Why?
Hey now, -40 °C = -40 °F — maybe he saw that temperature (not unreasonable for 39,000 feet) and thought all negative temperatures were the same.
But I agree. Not all travelers have quite gotten the grasp of things…
Nice last post!