I got a laugh out of Mike by telling him about my Valentine's Day dinner. I was staying in a hotel in Albuquerque, so I went to a restaurant alone. It was so crowded that I sat at the bar rather than wait for a table. Mike thought this was hugely funny--nobody sits at the bar on Valentine's Day, according to him. Then he realized he was making fun of the way I'd spent Valentine's Day, while he had spent Valentine's Day sitting in his room drinking beer and playing video games. Just saying.
I proved to myself on this trip that I can catch a 6:15am flight. Okay, I made it to the gate just in time to hear the announcement "All passengers should now be on board," but that was because of the insane line to get through security at the Oakland airport. I started the trip in DC, flew to Denver, then Albuquerque, Phoenix, Oakland, Chicago, and back to DC, and the worst airport by far was Oakland. Best airport: Albuquerque. Albuquerque has a lot going for it, I must say.
I didn't have time to check the Cingular connection at the Oakland airport, obviously, but I'd gotten online at the hotel in Oakland using Cingular. I didn't have time to get online in Chicago, either--I had a very short layover. Nevertheless, I'm now addicted to the Cingular wireless technology.
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