Minneapolis

Well I made it on the ground in Minneapolis. There was some food on the flight, but can you believe they were charging for it? I guess I've been pampered by United for too long. So I decided to grab a bite at the airport. While the variety's nice, I need to get on the plane a half hour early because it's international and for "security reasons." So I had to find a place close to the gate. But the selection close to where I am isn't very good. I finally settled at a Wolfgang Puck gourmet express. I ordered a pizza, which was pretty good. Plus, it used relatively healthy ingredients, unlike the grease bombs we're used to. I also realized something. Because flights no longer allow you to carry liquids on board, vendors can charge exorbitant prices for bottled water. So anyway, some select text from my writings while on the plane:

"Well it looks like I'm not the only one writing on the plane. A relatively cute girl sitting in the window seat across the aisle is intently writing in a diary of her own... and her dad just took a peek at my journal. As he was sitting down behind me, he was clearly staring at what I had written. I think he was curious to see if I was writing in Chinese or not, but still, it's creepy.

We've hit an islet outside; my bet is it's Michigan. Speaking of islet that was one of the crossword answers. To pass the time, I did the crossword in the airplane's magazine. It was just around my level. I'd have to thank Ty sometime, as Cree was also an answer. One thing that I am beating myself up on was "energy." The clue was a cabinet department since 1977, and ending in "-ergy." My mind was stuck on "clergy" and couldn't get off of it."

It turns out the creep guy wasn't the girl's father after all. I thought she was part of the family behind me. Oh well. But the family behind me's also heading to Beijing along the same path I am. So I guess I'll have some company.