A Problem in Houston
Trip Start Nov 22, 2004
20Trip End Dec 01, 2004
We're running late, and I had to get from Terminal E to B in 15 minutes flat. My plane was loaded by the time I found my gate, but still, they let me in, I found my window seat, and buckled up. A small plane now, with two and one across. I like this size, sleek and smart, without that sardine feel.
But there's a buzz
A plane was on the way to get the elder Bush, hit a pole and crashed, three people killed. Thunderstorms moved in after that, severe, everything a mess. The father of our president, once the president himself! No doubt things are under lockdown, security the thing.
It looks OK, outside the window now, but thunderstorms I know. Headed north to Tennessee, I'm in the Land of Weather now, I think.