wandering thoughts

I am currently in the Northeast for an academic conference. I’m not sure if what I will do in the future exactly fits with the theme of the conference, since it sounds pretty gritty and hard-core, but I love the method and the substance, so I trust that it will be an insightful and rewarding weekend. But as I travel more and more these days, things keep happening all the time that I just want to comment on them:

1. Men take up a lot of space that is not their’s to take. If I am sitting, let’s say in the window seat, on an airplane next to a man, who is in the middle seat, he seems to think that his knees, feet, and arms are entitled to extra space outside of the seat he paid for. I’ve had to say “excuse me” to insert my foot right up to the boundaries of my space just so he won’t take it. This has happened on several flights and at a concert I went to recently too. And they always have the nerve to look like I’m ignant for claiming my space.

2. The airport is extremely small. It reminded me how city-fied I am. My first instinct when I got off the plane was to call my hubby and say, “Yo, this airport is so small!”

3. US Air will never receive any of my money ever again. Last time I flew with them, earlier this month, they lost my luggage on the way to Philly, and I missed my connecting flight on the way back, having to spend the night in Vegas before getting home. This time, my luggage was lost again. I am supposed to attend this conference tomorrow, and I don’t even have a toothbrush or any toothpaste to rub on my teeth. And the guy at the ticket counter had the nerve to ask me if I had been through the claims process before so he wouldn’t have to waste his breath talking me through the process. This should not be something that happens to people multiple times. No more money from me. Next time we fly Southwest.

That’s all for now. Until tomorrow…