What Time Is It?
I was at the ERE Expo 2009 conference in San Diego from Monday through Wednesday evening. The conference was smaller than the most recent ones but that was certainly due to the economy and not ERE's way of putting on a recruiting conference. ERE does a great job.
My flights back to Minneapolis were somewhat interesting. I flew American Eagle out of San Diego to Los Angeles. As we're about to board, a tiny, tiny plane pulled up to the regional gates. Two props and about eight passenger seats. Yikes. Another group boarded that plane. Phew. Ours then pulled up. Regional regional jet. Phew.
We took off and the pilot said we were flying at 10,000 feet but the flight was so short I would have thought it would make more sense to fly at tree top level. The guy across the aisle from me kept checking his watch like the flight was taking too long. Dude, we were only in the air for about 20 minutes. Chill.
The flight from Los Angeles to Minneapolis was typical for me after a conference. I fell asleep before we took off and woke up halfway through the flight. I looked at my wristwatch and saw that I had been sleeping for about 1-1/2 hours. Great, but that mean that I had about 1-3/4 hours to go. Back to sleep. Bing. Time to land. Sweet.
So we're 20 minutes from the airport, I'm awake, and the guys next to me are awake. One asks for the time. I guess he needed a new watch or forgot his at home. I told him. Big smile. He slept the whole way too.
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