I'm just over an hour into my flight to Dallas. I've got all my logistics sorted out for my drive to the hotel. The George W Bush Airport sits right beside Interstate 59. My hotel is on interstate 59. I'm a happy guy. I used Google earth's cache feature to grab up the detail imgagery and road topology this afternoon before I left, so I've got very detailed maps of my route. In addition, I have imagery of the office building I'll be working out of, and the work site I'll be visiting. 5 years ago, this technology didn't exist. I'm really pumped about it.
My flight is almost empty (except for first class). So much so that they asked for 6 volunteers to move to the back of the plane to help to even the weight distribution. No skin off my back, and they bought me a drink for the trouble.
I'm fliying today on a Bombardier CRJ 705. I think it just about brand new. Comfortable leather seats, ample leg room. My only reservation is the width of the seats. My shoulders touch the wall of the jet, and extend well over the armrest in the center.
The seat in front of me has a sticket on it which claims a digital AV system is going to be installed soon. Big whoop. I need internet please Air Canada!
My flight number was 8104. I think we are getting in a bit ahead of schedule at just past 11:00 pm CST.
I likely won't post this until sometime Tuesday evening. I will likely have added My days events from Tuesday.
Off.
On.
I'm back. Its Tuesday evening. I had authentic TexMex fast food for dinner. It tasted good. I even washed it down with an XX. I can't spell it.
Tommorow I get to spend the day swatting mosquito's under a power pole near interstate 59.... Long story... I'll tell more once its less 'sensitive'...
The hotel here is kinda freaky. Its mostly full of Evacuee's from Louisiana.
I overheard a cashier at the restraunt complaining that a group of people didn't leave a tip, and that she remembered them from yesterday and added that they had paid with coupons. Implying that they were there there on Fema's dime. It bugged me. I mean if they could go home, I'm sure they would.
It took me to another thought. How long would I be able to sustain myself if my city was suddenly obliterated. A month, two?
Anyways. Why I started... 8 freaking lanes wide. I was on a freeway today that had at least 8 lanes, plus about a dozen more looping over top, underneath, around, beside, etc. I took a pic. I'll post it shortly.
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
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I gues you have never been to Toronto then.... express 4 lanes and feeders 4 lanes
BTW I hate Toronto
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