We got into an airplane at Reagan National. We took it to Raleigh-Durham, where we were required to stay seated during the entire flight because all flights in and out of D.C. require all passengers to be seated during the half-hour before landing in/after takeoff from the D.C. airport, and by the time we were 30 minutes beyond D.C. airspace, we were in our Raleigh-Durham descent. From there, we got on an airplane leaving for London Gatwick, where my in-flight entertainment was Anchorman, Kim's in-flight entertainment was The Notebook, and Kim slept for about 90 minutes more than I did (that is, 90 minutes). We have no pictures for Day 1, because they would have been boring.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
