A few observations from this week (so far!)
When air travel works, it works. I feel like I’m jinxing myself here, but my flights from PHL to Toronto and then from Toronto to Salt Lake City via Detroit were all on time. They were all early! It is amazing to think that one can leave a hotel in Toronto in the morning and be in Provo, UT, by lunch-time (with the time change, but still).
When I go to bed at 8:30, I wake up at 3:30. I knew I had to be up early in Toronto (6:15 a.m. international flight) so I took my melatonin and got into bed figuring it might take a while to fall asleep. Nope. It is odd to wake up at 3:30 a.m. (before my alarm) and feel well-rested.
The McNamara terminal in DTW is literally a mile long. I decided to get my steps (2500) in and walk it.
Provo, UT is really beautiful. The mountains – the blue sky – wow. I grabbed lunch at a place called Sensuous Sandwiches.
Book launches always involve racing to the post office. I have a memory of mailing out copies of 168 Hours years ago, trying to get them to people on time. My box of Off the Clock copies arrived, and now I need to send them to various influencers. I have very narrow windows of time available when the post office is open over the next few days. Side note: the book launches in less than 3 weeks!
Weather forecasts can change wildly. We planned to make our maiden voyage to the beach this Sunday, since the forecast was 80 degrees. I just looked at the weather and now the forecast is in the mid-60s. Not the same thing at all!
Angle of Repose is not my favorite Wallace Stegner book. More on this in my book review round up later this month, but I finished it this week, and while it was memorable, I’m left with a bad taste in my mouth. Maybe someone can tell me why it is their favorite!
As I Lay Dying is…strange. I’ve never read (as in completely read) anything by William Faulkner — I started Light in August at some point and abandoned it. Modern Mrs. Darcy listed this one as more accessible. It is short, so there’s that, but hmm. Perhaps one needs to be in the mood to write a term paper on the short chapter stating (solely) that “my mother is a fish.” Not sure if it was airplane reading material!