In Transit On The High Seas: Day Seven and Homecoming

3/14

It's a sea day, folks, not much to write about. I completed what little work there was left to do, all 'T's crossed and 'I's dotted. Really, that's it. I didn't even take any pictures (nothing to take pictures of!).

3/15

Disembarking is not really any more difficult than leaving a hotel. I signed up for early departure, since all of my luggage is Matt-portable; otherwise, porters come by the night before, gather your luggage, and offload it for you the next day. The line to get off the ship was long, but moved quickly, and there wasn't even a delay at Customs. I was impressed.

There have been two problems today, though. First, my new luggage is awful. Terrible. Avoid like the plague. When I've got it in front of me again, I'll rail about it with more specificity. Second, there were no earlier flights to Atlanta today, and even the one I'm on is overbooked. I arrived at La Guardia at about 10:30, which was too early to check in. At 11:30, I checked in, and got one of four remaining seats! Six hours early, and the plane was almost full. So I've been cooling my heels here at the airport, catching up on my Internet time, and working on photographs. Mind you, I'm having to sit on the floor in the concourse, just because power outlets are so few and far between. I had to split an outlet with a fellow named Dan, on his way home from Iraq, so we got to talk for a while; very interesting guy.

And here I sit; my flight should start boarding in another couple of hours. Watch this space for pictures.