Prelude to a Journey
Packing after a full week of minimal sleep is almost guaranteed to produce problems down the road. I’ve had to put in at least 12 to 14 hours daily at work, rather than the typical 10 or 11. Ending at 8 p.m. and then starting all over again just six hours later is not good for the soul, let alone the body. And it doesn’t help when you stumble in your pre-tea state across an unflattering Slate story by an economist on why airlines are always running late. It sure makes sense though. I’ve long figured out that airlines improve or maintain their stellar take-off tardiness record by making sure they pull the plane out of the gate on time. Then, once their tally’s technically credited, they linger a long time on the tarmac while passengers are distracted by the safety video, book or a chatty passenger. According to this article, that’s intentional due to runway-hogging at hub airports. At least it’s summer and I’m not packing bulky sweaters and big shoes. I’m still weighing how many tops