Thanking my lucky stars for frequent flyer status, I skipped to the head of the security line yesterday at John Wayne Airport in Orange County. When I made my travel plans, I'd forgotten that yesterday was the day after the last day of most schools in the area.
With so many infrequent flyers going through security, the line was stalled, so I had a few moments to observe my surroundings.
I might have been the only person taking perverse delight in hearing a TSA officer make this repeated announcement to the waiting travelers:
"Water is a liquid. . . . Water qualifies as a liquid even if the bottle is closed. . . . Ladies and gentlemen, water is a liquid."
Who knew?
That wasn't the crowning moment of my day, however.
My flight was overbooked and air traffic snarled because of weather in Dallas. I volunteered for the bump, giving up my upgraded seat on the direct flight to Chicago for first class seats on a new itinerary through Dallas that almost tripled my mileage earnings and put me well on the way to completing a new Platinum Challenge on American Airlines.
The compensation will also cover my next trip to California.
A minor adventure, no doubt, but I enjoyed extending my trip just a few hours, arriving in Chicago at 9:58 pm rather than 6:30 pm as originally planned.
En route, I read Cormac McCarthy's The Road in its entirety. I prefer reading novels in one sitting, or at least in one day. That sounds a bit fatuous, doesn't it? In graduate school, I thought this was the most time-efficient way to prepare for a class that evening or the next day. Now, I do it for fun, and I even take a few occasional moments to think about what I'm reading.
Who knew back then that I'd some day pursue literary analysis for my own solitary pleasure? Or hear someone in a uniform pronouncing in all seriousness, "Water is a liquid."