Several people told me that traveling on the Sunday after Thanksgiving would suck; no parking, long lines to check in, even longer lines for security, and of course delays. With much trepidation I decided that I would allow myself four hours for an international flight, which of course meant that I breezed in and out of check in and security in a matter of minutes; quickest ever for a flight.
Of course hanging around an airport, especially the ATL airport, is not much fun. With a ton of time on my hands, I found a beer (or two) with a TV playing the Falcons game, and proceeded to waste the afternoon away. The beer was OK (colds and beer do not go hand-in-hand), but the Falcons game sucked. Man, the Falcons look bad.
Onto the flight. Once we boarded, we sat and sat and sat. I guess that was to make up for the less than two minute security lines. Apparently the crew had to ‘shift’ around some luggage to ‘balance’ the plane; not something you want to hear before a flight. After we made it in the air, I actually slept. That was a first for me, I never sleep on planes. I doubt it was the beer, must have been the cold.
As for PSP time, I really didn’t have any, considering I slept off and on the majority of the flight. Prior to landing, I did fire up Madden and while the game did not freeze on me, it did some super squirrelly thing where the players went into warp drive and I resumed from a brief pause/freeze period. This happened twice, resulting in me starting over the game twice. Hmmm … not good.
Speaking of not good, it is not even 4:30PM in London, and it is already night. Started getting dark around 3:45PM or so. Not sure if I could ever get use to night so early.
