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sleepy airport ramblings

I’m sitting at the PHX airport waiting to board. I got about three hours sleep last night. This is a good thing – hopefully I’ll sleep well on my Helsinki flight.

As I was walking to security, I saw a plane with a giant “HAWAIIAN” on the side. I should be on that flight. Instead, I’m going someplace chilly, wet, and on an interesting but most likely pretty depressing tour. Can’t we go to Hawaii instead? It’s warm there.

There was a lack of assistance at the ticketing desk. A French man in front of me was completely confused. We did some hand waving over our passports and at the kiosks, but ultimately, he was left stuck in line while I received assistance and got checked in rather quickly after having my identity verified. Apparently, a passport isn’t valid until you sign it. Good thing the ticket agent had a pen I could borrow. I was almost invalid and unverified. What a terrifying prospect.

First class is now boarding. Guess I should put my laptop away.

See ya’ll in Chicago! (Actually, probably not. I’m pretty sure O’Hare doesn’t have free wi-fi.)

in theory

It’s 2am in Phoenix.

I have a working theory that if I stay up late now (and last night) that it’ll help me adjust quicker to Poland time (9 hours ahead of PHX)

If the theory pans out, I’ll be tired but functional for my flight to Chicago ‘(in 7 hours from now), get through the International gate and on to my flight to Helsinki … and sleep soundly for the next 8 hours (more realistically maybe 4) and then wake up refreshed and ready for the day when my plane arrives at 08:30 in Helsinki to switch to my flight to Warsaw.

If the theory doesn’t pan out, I’ll be a nervous, exhausted wreck for at least the first part of the trip, until I take some Benadryl which’ll hopefully knock me out for that cross-Atlantic-ocean flight.

Wish me luck!

getting ready

It’s 12:44 the day before I leave for a fairly short-notice trip to Warsaw, Poland that takes me through Chicago and Helsinki, Finland. (I really like saying “Helsinki”)

I packed my bag, minus my morning toiletries, I have my travel clothes laid out and a note for my dog and kitty sitters on the kitchen counter.

I’ve done one other over-seas trip in my life and that was to Dublin in 2000. It was a direct flight and I slept on the plane. This trip has two plane changes, one where I have to navigate the convoluted and vexing Chicago O’Hare airport and one in a foreign country.

I can’t help but feel tension today. There really is no reason for it. As my grandma says, “I don’t see the problem, you get on the plane, you sleep, and you arrive somewhere.”  Done.

I wish I could be as matter-of-fact. My tension has no real focus, I suppose it’s just a general apprehension of being out of my element. If I was able to pilot the airplane, I’m sure I’d be fine. 🙂

Well, whatever happens, it’ll be interesting.