Thoughts on Flying

Being a non-revenue airline traveler, I find my self with quite the surplus of free time in airports. This trip from Bozeman, MT to Newark, NJ was no exception. I have been sitting in the Salt Lake City Airport since the dark hours of the morning and taking advantage of the wonderfully slow but free Wi-Fi. I have always had some adverse feelings towards blogging, but lucky for the few who read this, I have much stronger adverse feelings towards boredom. So that is why I now find myself writing a blog.

The topic...or main idea of this "post" is flying, mostly on Delta Airlines Jets. My dad is a pilot, he flew for Northwest Airlines for as long as a I can remember. I was raised on NWA, flew all the time as a kid and the one thing that has been constant through out it all was my inability to sleep on airplanes. I have no idea why but something about flying, me and sleep just does not compute. I can sleep if there is a delay on the ground but I will wake up right when we take off. Flying for free means taking any open seat, usually on the late night flights. A whirl wind of claustrophobia, sore back and boredom usually ensues. I am currently getting mentally prepared for the red-eye flight from Salt Lake to Newark. Leaves at 11:45 MST and lands at 6:45 EST, and it is almost completely full. Its ironic really, my family has had a strong desire to see planes full of people because of the economic trouble the airlines have been having. But it sure is not what I like to see when I actually fly on them.

Speaking of problems, NWA or Northwest Airlines (not the rappers), no longer exists. They merged with Delta. I was raised to hate Delta, but their first class policy has convinced me to feel much to the contrary. "Building a better airline, not just a bigger one." I guess I can believe that. Another problem with flying "non-rev" is spring break. I am just trying to get back to Home #1 (New Jersey) from Home #2 (Montana) but all the spring breakers won't have any part of such plans. I had so much time in the airport today that I left and met up with one of my conveniently located brothers who lives in Salt Lake. Ate Mexican food in a huge train station from back in the day. The "Rio Grande" makes a pretty good chicken taco and I; having some experience with Mexican cuisine, would recommend it.

I am really clueless as to how I am supposed to do this whole blogging thing, but I am intrigued by it.
-Kyle Griffith McChesney