Up early early early to watch the Men’s Finals of the Australian Open. I won’t spill any beans if you aren’t awake as well but, whoa, it’s a good, really good match. Sitting on the edge of my seat kind of match!! Swanton, I know you are awake and watching. OMG! OMG! The last point, amazing.
My sleep brain must have known I was planning on heading into the city today to go to the NY Travel Show because I dreamed that I was flying to London from New York but that my flight had a long enough layover that I went swimming before I got into line to go aboard. I called family to say I was leaving on time but that I was being detained to watch a video on immigration laws (the timely part of my dream). The woman who was going to show me the video said I didn’t need to watch much since I was flying Business Class. We laughed. I started to watch the film but I realized I had to board the flight or I’d miss it so I ran to the gate and handed the attendant my ticket. He showed me to a long row of what looked like seats on a city bus, plastic, five or six across. I paused and said, I bought a Business Class seat.
The snippy male flight attendant got right in my face and told me I was lucky I got any seat, that I was the last to board the plane and I should have thought about that before deciding to go swimming.
I believe it was at that point in my dream I called him an ass****, got in his face right back and explained that I was late not because I went swimming but because there was a required video on the new immigration law.
He softened a bit but showed me to my row of bus seats and explained that I’d have use of twelve toilets. I guess that was a plus?? At that point, I woke up because I had to go to the bathroom! 🙂
Heading into the city on the train to the Jacob Javitz Center to the NYT sponsored Travel Show. Meeting up with one of the kids, the one who wants to plan a trip to Japan so that will probably be our focus. Me, I’d like to look at Oman, but now that five hard-core GITMO detainees just went to Oman, maybe I’ll look at The Maldives. India is still on my bucket list, but I was told I’d be going alone if that was my next big adventure. Maldives, yes.
Happy Sunday one and all.