My flights yesterday were mostly uneventful. I couldn’t sleep on my way from Maui to Chicago. I had an aisle seat, so that was good. I got up a LOT. My legs were crampy. I also watched a lot of movies.
The airport in Chicago was COLD. I was shivering. My carry-on bag had no jackets or extra clothing, so I got a blanket. I walked around the airport with the blanket over my shoulders. It felt much better.
It came with the handy velcro carrying straps.
My flight to Lincoln was like a setup for a joke. The airplane was full of nuns and orthodox Jews. I slept a little on the flight. It seems like I can never sleep on a plane if it’s dark outside, but when it’s light I can sleep. Hmmm…
Now I’m in Seward! Yay! I’m sleeping in this morning! Yay!
Pro tip: Chew a hole in the middle of that blanket (because you have no sharp tools thanks to TSA) and voila’! You’ve got yerself a nifty poncho!
counter point: don’t chew a hole in it for a poncho, use it you normally would use any blanket.
“So this nun, rabbi, and Lutheran all enter the same airplane for a long flight. ”
That’s all I got – take it from there.
So glad you’re back on the (probably warmer again) terra firma, Brad. Happy home visiting!