Chimera Song Mosaic
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Emirates is a nice airline. They stuffed us with delicacies like lamb meatballs, eggplant rataotuille, veggie quiche, and lots of chocolate. They were some service servings, and they keep offering sandwiches and candy and fruit throughout the flight. I didn't quite get enough water, toughs, but that's my fault. Also, all of the movies are on demand, like 100 of them, and I watched a Hollywood fluff glut of four "films": Aeon Flux, Aquamarine, Pride and Prejudice, and I forgot the other one, it was so subpar. Okay, P & P is not strictly Hollywood, but it was a pretty sad effort, especially compared to the BBC classic version. Also, there were films in so many different languages, lots of Bollywood, also stuff in Tagalog. Did I mention the decor? Soft pastels!
I don't expect this is very interesting, either, but I'm excited to write it. Nothing stimulates me quite like travel. I guess it has been mainly non-eventful, except for the unexpected night last night at JFK airport hotel (not, inconvieniently enough, in the actual airport). Well, I just snaked (again!) at a free buffet for Emirates travelers in transit, and this guy totally made a stalking attempt. He was a puny guy. First he started by bumping into me a lot in line. Then when I sat down, he sat down at the next table. Then when I unexpectedly moved, he jumped up and tried to follow, but it was getting really obvious, even for a stalker. So he finally sat with his friend and left me alone. Well, I haven't seen him since then, and I hope I don't. I don't think I handle that sort of this properly, like my passive girliness just doesn't cut it. When he was bumping into me in line, I felt like, saying, "Don't touch me!" but I hate coming off as paranoid (not that I don't now). I think a simple stern look would have been perfect.
If I haven't mentioned this before, check out my poems starting today (if it is Monday, which I suspect it is) at No Tell Motel. I'm going over there now to check them out.
Well, I'm excited to be here, and I'm very happy to be seeing Lance in a few hours. Then I'll probably crash since I haven't leapt much (too excited about the movies to do it on the 13 hours flight). Mostly I'm feeling so good because this is what I am meant to be doing.
Ps. Just when I was thinking I could sit here in this central coffee spot forever, happily typing away until boarding time, they just moved me to clean the floors. It's like a 300 square foot patch of wood floor, and this guy is driving around on one of those big zamboni loooking floor buffer things.