The flight over was actually rather nice. I was seated on the aisle of an exit row, where I met Casey, a dual JD/MBA candidate from Notre Dame. Casey (a 6’5″ fellow) and I commiserated over our difficulty in finding clothes.

Then the flight attendant came over and asked if I’d like to move up a row, where there was even more space. I took the opportunity, and soon I was seated next to Nick, an ATA pilot who would “fly this aircraft back.”

Nick and I discussed a bunch of things, including LASIK surgery, the state of the pilots’ union, corporate scandals, and the best place to buy RAM.

At one point Nick was otherwise engaged, so I read Tuesdays with Morrie in a single sitting (of which I had a copy courtesy Casey.)

If it all sounds rather boring, well, it was… but at least I was mildly entertained for the 4.5 hours I was in that particular plane.

Clearly, the worst was yet to come.

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