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Jan. 19th, 2012 10:39 amI got upgraded to first class on my cross-country flight last night, which was pretty sweet. Leg room and a free meal...score. When the flight attendant came by to take orders for dinner, he informed me that all they had left was the spinach lasagna. I said "as long as it's vegetarian, that's perfect." He was like "Of course it's vegetarian! Spinach isn't meat." Now, here's the thing...one would assume that spinach lasagna would be vegetarian, sure, but when you're actually a vegetarian and it really does matter whether or not there's meat in there, these are the kinds of questions you have to ask. I'd say that 75% of restaurant menu items that sound like they're probably vegetarian are not. Many salads, almost all soups, pastas, etc. And often, when a limited menu does offer a "vegetarian option" (and there's only ever one), that option is fish. #fail. So, yeah, it seems like a dumb question, but it's not. So drop the attitude, please. Just sayin'.
Anyway, it was a nice flight, the spinach lasagna was tasty, and now I have tworelaxing days at home before I take off for South Africa. There's not a lot on the schedule today, but what is on there is demanding. I scheduled a session with my torture master trainer for 3pm today, and I have Weight Watchers tonight, then I have to take Z to the airport for his flight to Bermuda. I'd be jealous, but I'm going to South Africa. He can be jealous of me instead. Friday is for laundry and packing and loose-end-tying, and then my itinerary looks like this:
Sat 7am: walk to the MAX with all my luggage, ride train to airport, hang out at United Lounge upon arrival
9:59am: 50-minute flight to SEA
4ish hours of layover time.
2:55pm: long-ass motherfoxtrotting flight to Frankfurt (11 hours, I think?), arriving 10:05am Sunday, Frankfurt time.
Sunday morning: do whatever it takes to find Jessica in a foreign airport where neither of our cell phones work. It'll be like going back in time! Only we will have portable email devices, so hopefully it won't be that much of a challenge.
Navigate customs, however they do that there.
1ish: meet Katja, who will be taking us around town for a few hours so we can say we've been to Frankfurt.
5ish: back to airport, hang out in the lounge and hopefully shower or otherwise de-stinkify
10:05pm: long-ass motherfoxtrotting redeye flight to Cape Town, arriving at 10:05am Monday, Capetown time. That's 10 hours ahead of Portland time, so it'll be midnight-oh-five on Monday here when I land there, meaning I will be spending 41 hours in transit. Oy. My layovers are shorter on the way back, and I'll have plenty of awesomeness to make it all worthwhile. But I doubt I'll get much sleep in those 41 hours. I'm kind of exhausted just thinking about it.
I know I totally failed on postcards from Mexico. I did buy them...I just got sick at the end of my trip and never got around to writing them. I'm going to need stuff to do on the eleventyhundred hour plane ride home, though, so I will be sending some postcards for sure. I will send them like a FIEND.
Anyway, it was a nice flight, the spinach lasagna was tasty, and now I have two
Sat 7am: walk to the MAX with all my luggage, ride train to airport, hang out at United Lounge upon arrival
9:59am: 50-minute flight to SEA
4ish hours of layover time.
2:55pm: long-ass motherfoxtrotting flight to Frankfurt (11 hours, I think?), arriving 10:05am Sunday, Frankfurt time.
Sunday morning: do whatever it takes to find Jessica in a foreign airport where neither of our cell phones work. It'll be like going back in time! Only we will have portable email devices, so hopefully it won't be that much of a challenge.
Navigate customs, however they do that there.
1ish: meet Katja, who will be taking us around town for a few hours so we can say we've been to Frankfurt.
5ish: back to airport, hang out in the lounge and hopefully shower or otherwise de-stinkify
10:05pm: long-ass motherfoxtrotting redeye flight to Cape Town, arriving at 10:05am Monday, Capetown time. That's 10 hours ahead of Portland time, so it'll be midnight-oh-five on Monday here when I land there, meaning I will be spending 41 hours in transit. Oy. My layovers are shorter on the way back, and I'll have plenty of awesomeness to make it all worthwhile. But I doubt I'll get much sleep in those 41 hours. I'm kind of exhausted just thinking about it.
I know I totally failed on postcards from Mexico. I did buy them...I just got sick at the end of my trip and never got around to writing them. I'm going to need stuff to do on the eleventyhundred hour plane ride home, though, so I will be sending some postcards for sure. I will send them like a FIEND.
