Goin’ South
We’re sitting in the Detroit Metro airport after a red-eye flight from Seattle, on our way to Myrtle Beach, SC. As I have the last several years, we’re meeting up with my brothers and my mom for a few days at the shore on Pawley’s Island, a little bit south of Myrtle.
We took the redeye in order to make a connection that arrives in Myrtle Beach around noon. If we’d caught a morning flight instead, we’d have been required to fly into Charleston, arriving at 11:30 pm, then driving 80 miles or so north.
The result is a 4+ hour layover here in Detroit, which we’re spending in the Northwest Worldclub. It’s a reasonably comfortable way to while away the time, although I’m too tired to do anything productive, and reluctant to try to sleep for fear of missing our plane. I’ll hit a tripswitch pretty soon that will reset my system, and I’ll be fine the rest of the day. Mrs. Perils suffers rather more from sleep disruptions, so I’ll do my best to be annoying.
Here’s some terrific reading if you’re planning to board a plane anytime soon - airlines may soon be designing planes with “standing room” seating. It won’t be quite like standing on a bus or a subway hanging on a strap, but that’s only because the airlines are required to buckle you in. They’re not, it turns out, required to put you in a sitting position. Take a look at the posture you’ll assume in this arrangement.
More later from the beach.
