YESSSS!!! I am at the very back (second-to-last row) of the plane, so I can see the wings and all of the flaps and AWESOME stuff. Airplanes pwn.
There is a sign here at gate A22 that has the handicapped-accesible symbol and says “TEMPORARY AREA OF REFUGE”. From what?
Waiting in the security line. I don’t see the nifty air-cuffing machine from Bradley.
I am on the shuttle. I had been waiting for a while when I turned around and noticed that the bus had been idling on the other side of the station. Fortunately I did not miss it.
To LAX Terminal 1 and beyond!
These boarding gates are pretty cool. I wonder if they are pneumatically operated or if they have onboard motors.
There was some most excellent speechifying, and the most intense beef I have ever had. I am headed to bed; I have to get up at 6 AM.
I’m past security, with plenty of time to spare; my flight’s at 9:45. No air-cuffer, unfortunately.
We’ve begun boarding. The TSA has “selected” this flight for extra security, I suppose because it continues to DC, so we all had to show IDs and let the dudes in blue shine their special UV lights on them again.
I am at the apartment where I’m staying. DC is in a state of sort of citywide ecstasy. There are PAs blaring news channels through the streets, and cops cordoning off roads.
Sleep is imminent.