All of us who fly to Europe are used to the “leave in the evening and arrive the next morning” method of travel. For years when traveling from the East Coast, this meant a flight leaving somewhere after 2000 and sometimes as late as 2230. After moving to the West Coast things changed a lot. If you are stuck (schedule or expense) changing planes in the US it normally means a morning departure. You have to account for 4-5 hours of flight plus three hours of time change. And, if you are smart, at least 2 hours at the change airport just to have 1/2 a chance of making your flight.
Even the direct flights from SFO seem to leave early afternoon. But then, my most recent flights have involved Frankfurt, a plane change in Frankfurt or Copenhagen. Imagine my surprise when informed that the flight to Munich (why wouldn’t I fly direct?) didn’t leave till 2055! Of course, it doesn’t exactly arrive in the morning, now does it? This is not a flight for someone who needs to be able to work the same day they arrive. But it is totally and completely perfect for someone who needs to get there, have a light supper and crash for the night.
Oh, I didn’t say? It doesn’t arrive till 1715 in the late afternoon. For me, this is perfect. I need to be at the SanAK the next day for registration and my conference is Tue-Thurs. Makes complete sense; within the week travel for everyone in Europe and in country.
My studio is almost clean. There are several hundred books and a dozen or so audio books ready to go to the used bookstore. I passed along a couple dozen weaving books to a new weaver and 500 gm of beads to a friend of the Eldest. Between College Guy and myself, there are three bags of clothing to go to the Charity Shop and three baskets of craft supplies are going to be rehoused on my just emptied shelves in the garage.
I’ll have phone and wifi while gone. I will miss the family (no, not you dogs) but not the construction noise. The Eldest is documenting the whole process for me. Meanwhile, there has to be something interesting to snack on here in the United Lounge (no, I’m on Lufthansa).