Friday, July 13, 2007
Friday The 13th
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My wife, kids, and a niece flew to Chicago today to visit her sister, Betsy and her husband, Joe. I drove them to the airport very early this morning, especially to avoid a long check-in line and to get seats together. I dropped them off at the curb and told them to go ahead and check-in while I parked the car. I found a parking spot right away and hurried into the main terminal only to find them heading to the gift shop. There were no lines, no waits, and no fuss. I was only gone for about 3 to 5 minutes and couldn't believe that they had checked in that fast. Then, it dawned on me that it was Friday The 13th and people were too nervous to travel today. That explains the lack of travellers at the airport this morning.
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I briefed my kids on the security check-in procedures at the boarding gate, and they both did phenomenally well. I watched and waited until they were cleared, waved my good byes, threw some flying kisses, and headed to work. I monitored their flight periodically on the Internet, and was amazed with the live details of their flight. I got to see where they were on the map, their altitude, speed, heading, etc. There's no limit with what you can do and what you can get with the Internet these days.
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They had a very smooth flight and arrived safely at Chicago O'Hare. Sabrina called me as the plane was taxing to the gate. They were greeted by Betsy. I felt quite lonely when I got home from work today. The house was really quiet and it felt weird. Usually, we have the kids dancing, singing, fighting, screaming, running around, and so on. Oh ya, don't forget the wife yelling at us from time to time about something or another. I actually do like the house with all that activity rather than total silence. I picked up some Vietnamese noodle soup and some movies on my way home from work and did just that, watched movies and had my noodle soup. By the way, the above picture shows the plane in which they flew on.
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