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The first day is often the travel day. This is no different. Thus, the day involved two airports, an airplane, and a hotel clerk. That's about the long and short of it.
Sunday,
12 October, 2003 |
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| 3:20pm (PDT) | Tubby and I checked in at the United counter, and with the usual efficiency, got checked into the |
| 3:27pm | We cleared the security check in area, and Tubby went and parked his toosh and began reading a Clancy book. One of those thick Clancy books, not one of those ghost-written ones of late. |
| 4:29pm | We board the plane, hit seat 8-A, and I suspect the boy hit the guy in 7-D with his backpack; the guy didn't actually say anything, so we didn't apologize. |
| 4:52pm | Our 737-500 takes off, right on time. Well, mostly on time (departure was 4:50pm, I believe). |
| 7:44pm (MDT) | The plane touched down in Denver, 27 minutes early. Which meant we get to sit in the middle of nowhere and wait for a gate to open up... and we're now in Mountain Daylight Time, or Pacific Time + 1 hour. |
| 8:03pm | We get assigned to gate B-24, bringing us into the terminal exactly eight minutes before we were originally set to arrive. So... we basically lost 19 of those 27 minutes we arrived early with the nice tail wind and such. |
| 8:51pm | After getting all the baggage and the cluster of travel folks (five other adults in addition to Tubby), we head out to the Hertz rental lot. |
| 8:57pm | Once on the freeway, we were the second car in the caravan of two, eventually heading south on I-25. |
| 9:44pm | The 21 mile trip from the airport to the hotel actually took 37 miles. Apparently, we took the scenic route to go by something or another, but I wasn't much paying attention. |
| 10:02pm | I'm left behind while Tubby heads downstairs to hang out with the co-workers. I mostly padded around our room with the non-smoking king-size bed. |
| 11:29pm | Tubby returned, so I made him help me with the update, and we're done. |