I spent the weekend in San Diego. My sister and her husband and baby just moved out there. We spent Saturday morning on the beach, and I took some California sun home with me.
Traveling was awful. Coming back from France was the same thing. As I went through Paris Charles de Gaulle, and London Heathrow, and New York JFK, I kept thinking “this airport is awful.” But then it wasn’t just one airport, it was the next one, too. At de Gaulle, I spent longer waiting in the line for my passport to be checked than the length of the flight: the distance between the airport doors and the passport people was farther than the distance between Paris and London.
But of course, no one really needs to hear more complaining about the airline industry.
While I was in France, I never figured out how to say “airline”--and I ended up talking about them (or trying to) a fair amount. I think what I said most of the time was “airplane companies.” Close, but not quite....
I saw the movie Hairspray tonight. As it got started, I was reminded of another blast-from-the-past high school musical, Grease. Well, actually, first I was reminded of the Sponge Bob Square Pants movie, and then I was reminded of Grease. I think Hairspray should get higher marks. Rather than singing about cars and conformity, they sang about things like racial integration and accepting yourself.
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That's too bad you didn't like the airports. Actually, I have to agree, airports are usually pretty awful. I really like SeaTac though - the structure is interesting. I think it was a Chicago airport that I really despised... or maybe it was Denver? Well, one of those was just REALLY long and had series of moving walkways that were very congested the day we were traveling. Not fun at all.
Hm, I'm not really one for musicals, but maybe I will see Hairspray. Both you and Kylee have recommended it now. I don't like musicals much though... except for the Sound of Music! I love that movie.
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