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Friday,
January 19, 2001
10+ hours
on a plane. Oh joy. . .
But
he's worth it. In spades.
I'm
writing this at the American terminal at O'Hare, wedged into a fixed
table and chair setup designed for a supermodel and working on the
laptop since there's no way in hell I'll be able to do it on the
plane (One of these days, as God is my witness, I'll never fly steerage
again!). It seems that the cheapest way of getting from Dallas to
Stockholm is through Chicago, which means a 2.5 hour jump between
DFW and O'Hare, and an 8.5 leap between O'Hare and Arlanda.
Of
course, that's cheapest in the monetary sense. In the sense of personal
comfort and years off my life, I think I'm paying premium rate.
At
least I left the folks in Dallas happy, which is good, seeing as
I'm flying off for five days and it's only my second week at work.
However, I finished all of my "must be done by Friday"
jobs done this morning, and I can work on graphics and stuff like
that while I'm in Stockholm, so they don't have a problem with this
trip. In fact, since I have my digital camera with me, I can wander
around and take some advertising-appropriate pictures (people at
work, business shots -- I may even go into the office Monday afternoon
and see if Anne wants to be famous).
Hmm.
Wonder if that means I can write the trip off as a business expense.
Must look into that.
Oops
-- my plane is boarding. More tomorrow.
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