Friday, May 17, 2013

Jet lag

Let me try again.   Yesterday I typed up a report and just before I finished, this stupid machine disappeared the whole thing.   (Probably the operator and not the machine, but it won't complain if I blame it.

Jet Lag
I understand it but that doesn't mean I like it.   After spending a restless night before we left Port Angeles (too excited) we fly from PA to Seatac then board our 6,20PM Airbus headed for Amsterdam.  Shar & I agree, the seats are not the most comfortable.  But every seat has a screen in front of it and an assortment of decent movies to watch to pass the time.   Mine is working fine so I watch the Life of Pi,    Or at least I start the movie.    Several people complain that their screens won't work, so they announce that they are going to reset the entire system.
My screen never worked again.
I did get to read 400 pages of my book.

A direct flight from Seatac to Amsterdam uses the polar route.   It was sun for me to watch out the window as we passed over WA, British Columbia, Alberta, etc and saw the landscape changing until it was just white and frozen over.  By the time we went over Ellesmere Island and Greenland, it was totally overcast.
Our brain was telling us it was night time (flight time was 10 hours) but it never got dark at all outside. (summer over the arctic)
As we passed over Iceland, the clouds were gone and I had a great view.  Spring has not come to Iceland yet, so it was white and brown everywhere.   But I could see some towns, rivers, waterfalls, mountains, volcanos and glaciers.   OK, I thought it was cool.

Approaching Amsterdam on time.  So far so good.
Then we get an announcement that there is an emergency with another airplane and we will be delayed landing 15 minutes.  Oops, there goes some of our 65 minute connection time.   Off the plane to the passport lines, then security screening and we have 5 minutes to make it from Concourse E to gate C12.   Many of you know how much Shar loves running through airports to make a flight.   2 sweaty people are the last few on the plane.







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