Leavin’ on a Jet Plane
In a little bit I’m going to hop in a car and drive to the MARTA station (because the bus schedule is different and confusing since the last time I took it) and hop on a plane up to Boston, land of clam chowdah and a tea-soaked harbor and some other stuff. It’s been a while since I’ve flown, so today I’ve been looking over the TSA website and playing a game of What’s Legal to Take on a Plane Today? (answer: nothing). I generally try to travel pretty light so I don’t have to deal with dragging a bunch of luggage around or checking bags or any of that, but this time I bought a bag to check. I figure I ought to shave for the interview, and even if I could find where I put those cartrdige blades I don’t think I could take shaving cream carry on, so into the cargo hold with it. One effect of this is that all of things I usually stuff into one bag are now spread across two bags, so it feels like I’m forgetting something. I hope my new bag doesn’t end up lost.
Happy mother’s day, mom!