Day One Addenda

ADDENDUM: On the plane, I sat next to a bright smiling African man named Frank. He was a computer science student who recently married. In all of the commotion of navigating the airport scene with his new wife and her three young sisters, he accidentally left one of his bags. That bag had his video camera, computer equipment, and worst of all his marriage certificate. Despite this tragedy, he was unbelievably upbeat. That guy was a sparkplug of a seat neighbor.

ADDENDUM: Somewhere over Minnesota and South Dakota, the plane passed by a massive storm system blazing with infinite lightning strikes. The whole thing took the shape of Ayer's Rock in Australia. I was able to watch an unending light show out my window for 25 minutes. Every time I took my face off the porthole, I looked around to see who else was watching and it seemed like I was the only one.

ADDENDUM: Apparently, some stalker internet gal on my plane recognized my face from an online photo. I only know this because she later contacted me online. This creeped me out. I then gave her an open-ended invitation to get burgers. I think this creeped her out.

ADDENDUM: Only one of my bags made it through baggage check. That was one more than I was expecting.