CROSSING I's, DOTTING T's
4 September 2003
I spent today I doing very last minute things, like going to the cleaners to pick up
the pants I'm going to wear on the plane, assembling toiletries to take with me on the
flight, mailing off last minute bills that need to be paid before I return, and signing
blank checks for those which will come in while I'm gone.
I called DCN to shut down my e-mail account as of Friday (so anybody who wants to write
to me will have to use my trip address, which is bevsinoz at yahoo dot com,
because anything sent to my current address will bounce). I also spent some time switching
all my yahoogroups to "no e-mail" and will try to check them periodically on
This morning I had breakfast with Mrs. G (who has become a good friend, in spite of her
husband), getting caught up on all sorts of gossip and hearing the office news
(Replacement #2's last day is next week; the interview process for Replacement #3 is
underway). She brought me a lovely going-away gift, of a scented travel candle in a
leather case. (I don't think I'll be lighting it on the plane, though!)
In addition, (I keep saying this--but I'm reaching saturation very soon) I put the last
bits into my suitcase (the aforementioned candle and Palm Pilot software) and managed to
get all 60 lbs of it downstairs all by myself. Yay me (I'm obviously healing). Now have to
decide about what goes in my carry-on, and whether I'm going to take paperbacks or that
hardback copy of "The DaVinci Code" which Marta just loaned me that I've been
wanting to read for months--but do I really want to carry a hardback?
I also cleaned out my wallet, down to just the basic credit cards that I might be
using. Details...details...details, but all important. I still have to make a xerox copy
of my passport.
Late this afternoon, I logged onto the Singapore Airlines web site for the first time
in a long time. You can check on upcoming flights up to four days in advance, so I was
finally able to check on the flight, learn I'm on a Boeing 777-200 airplane, and look at
the amenities in the cabin.
Holy cow. You know--I'm bringing the palm pilot, book(s), and all these CDs to keep me
occupied, but there are enough movies being shown that I can just about watch movies from
here to Perth and never run out. The biggie is Whale Rider which Walt and I tried
to see the other day, but the line was too long. It's one of the in-flight selections this
month. As is Bruce Almighty, Matrix Revisited (not too interested in that
one--maybe I'll sleep to that), The Italian Job, Daddy Day Care, Finding Nemo, The
In-Laws (which is on my Netflix queue), Confidence, People I Know, Shine, The Quiet
American, and some Chinese movies. That's in addition to 35 Nintendo games (I've never
played Nintendo), and a selection of TV programs that were not listed.
Not only that, but the last time I was in a plane with TV sets in the seat ahead of you
(Virgin Air to London), they were teeny screens--but look at the size of these babies!
(photo from Singapore Air's 360° panorama)
So I'm starting to get excited, not only about the trip itself, but about the fight as
well. It looks like it could be fun.
Tonight we went to the last farmers market before I leave. By the time I return, the
Wednesday night dinners will have ended until next spring. We enjoyed a lovely TriTip
sandwich and sat there listening to a small musical combo which sounded for all the world
like the very first band Paul was in, back in high school: The Heffalumps.
I've now checked off another day. Only two more left and very little left to do for the
trip. Very soon now I can stop boring everyone who is still hanging in there and reading
this journal about travel plans and start talking about my impression of Australia (I'm
sure there is a huge sigh of relief from people reading this!)