At Least I Thought We Liked Canadians

On board the plane. It’s a CRJ 200… It’s a mini jet …. It seats 50 passengers or so. Boarding was weird. There were four rather large CBP agents standing in the jetway. I’ve flown internationally a few times and have never noticed that. Perhaps they have always been there and I’m more aware because […]

We Do Like Canadians

I’m in the gate area waiting for my flight to board for Montreal. One disadvantage of using miles for this trip is the extra (long) connection in Canada. But we like the Canadians (so polite!), so I’m not perturbed by it. Also, it puts me on Air France rather than Delta for the bulk of […]

Pure Decadence

It’s Tuesday, and this was my last day in London. I just can’t believe the time has gone by so quickly. Then again, even with years in this city I would still be unable to claim to have seen it all. She is vast. Moreso than Vienna, she goes on and on. In Vienna most […]

The Disappearing Post

I’m not rewriting this post. I first wrote it somewhere in the air over the Atlantic. Then it was rewritten again. Now you get notes and pictures … get over it This story begins in BOS, with the Delta gate agent announcing that my flight was overbooked and asking for volunteers to take a later […]

Do Airplanes Have Bows???

Airborne at last, on the first leg of my trek to merry old England. We are aloft in the darkening sky, with black night ahead, broken only by the bright beacon of the moon off of our starboard bow. Behind us, the sky is a rapidly waning grey blue, with a cachectic line of pale […]

Getting prepared

Butterblogger rises again. I depart tomorrow for a week in the UK. One objective is to eat really outstanding traditional British food. This has been declared a non sequitur … An oxymoron. Wish me luck, and watch this space! March 29, 2021 Why oh why did I even bother to post this?