I know there are pilots who read my blog. Correct me if I’m wrong. As I wait for my flight today I am waiting for an airplane crewed by folks whose seniority is too low to get off on Memorial Day weekend? Sully didn’t fly Memorial Day, right?
I am at Gate 4 at Bradley waiting for my flight. I’m flying to Burbank with a stop (but no plane change) in Las Vegas. Google’s new flight info points out this is the longest scheduled flight currently operating from BDL at 5:50 to LAS. The LAS-BUR leg is on top of that.
Originally this trip was supposed to be for Stef’s birthday on Friday. Then my secretive San Fernando Valley friend called asking if I wanted to come to his birthday/BBQ tomorrow.
What the hell. I was already scheduled to be in the neighborhood. Stef will pick me up, have dinner with me, then drop me off.
I’m in Los Angeles until Tuesday afternoon then hop a plane and spend the rest of the birthday celebration in Las Vegas. Helaine and I won’t see each other until the baggage claim at McCarren. Stef follows.
There will be lots of pics and stories over the next few days from the left side of the US.