- Last weekend, I flew into the Airport That God Forgot – Newark.
- The last time I flew through Newark, it was 1994.
- We landed just ahead of a rather vicious storm, and were stuck in the airport for about 12 hours with a toddler.
- I probably put in about 5 miles walking said toddler around the terminal.
- Eventually, all of the military families used duffel bags and luggage to corral in all of our kids and let them loose so that we could all get something resembling a break.
- Other than first thing Monday morning, traffic in New Jersey wasn’t bad.
- I think I disconcerted some of the other drivers by doing things like letting folks merge, using my turn signal, and waving thank-you.
- One thing I noticed was that the staff at the hotel seemed to be surprised when I was polite and friendly with them. It seems odd that they didn’t know how to handle a guest who said “Thank you” or actually talked to them.
- Our instructor was a nice fellow who lives in Phoenix and had never seen a snow storm or temperatures at 0 degrees Fahrenheit. This week, he got a two-fer.
- One of my work buddies is flying to Boston for more training on Superbowl Sunday. He’s a braver man than I.
- TSA Pre-Check paid for itself on its first trip. It took longer to check my bag in Newark than it did to clear security.
- What does it say about me that I’ve started taking an HDMI cable on business trips so that I can have a monitor when I work after hours in the hotel room?
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Posted by daddybear71 on February 2, 2019
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suz
/ February 3, 2019Re the HDMI cable–probably depends on what you mean by work. Is it work work or is it working on the next Minivandians story?
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daddybear71
/ February 3, 2019Work work. Writing has been put on hold for the past few months while I get through the latest project at work.
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Glenfilthie
/ February 3, 2019That’s awesome. I like booting the waitresses in the head by leaving big tips at my favourite restaurants. You wouldn’t believe what happens: there’s always a table for you, sometimes there’s little extra sides and treats you didn’t ask for – and if the waitress is too busy with other customers, you can just mosey up behind the till and grab the carafe and help yourself. Once we even got a meal on the house and the staff refused to let us pay for it.
Safe travels, DB.
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OldNFO
/ February 4, 2019Sigh… That means you’re NOT getting paid. That’s what it means… But you do what you gotta…
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daddybear71
/ February 8, 2019The beauty of being on salary.
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OldNFO
/ February 4, 2019Oh yeah, and I’ll NEVER darken EWRs terminals again. Absolutely hate that place!
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Calico
/ February 5, 2019Have you ever flown through Indianapolis? VERY nice airport!
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