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ravenWhy am I in Detroit? I DON'T KNOW. And as more than one person has asked, what does one do for six hours in Detroit? Answer: one acquires overpriced internet access and an uninspiring chai latte and bitches about how one is in Detroit.
(Could I sound any more of a bleeding heart Guardianista snob? I mean, could I? If it makes anyone feel any better, I kind of loathe myself too at this point. I hate Northwest, I hate American domestic airlines in general, I hate the head cold that turned into galloping sinusitis the moment I stepped onto the aircraft, I hate being the only person in the history of ever who went to California in July and got a head cold, I hate the small child who screamed and kicked the back of my chair for exactly four hours and forty-five minutes, I hate Northwest again for good measure, and surprisingly, I hate wasabi. I'm pretty sure I never hated wasabi before. Dear self: shut up.)
I left San Francisco this morning at the crack of dawn - literally; it had just begun to get light as I stepped outside - after having been awake all night. I don't like the going home from places, so I don't seem to sleep. Also, in the middle of the night there was an argument on the pavement below the window that featured someone yelling, in very Geoffrey Tennant fashion, "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" and being answered by nothing but violent sneezing. Yes. I shall have to write about San Francisco properly when I am not hideously sleep-deprived in Michigan, but it is probably worth noting now that it is a beautiful city and I am ridiculously glad I went. Also, Leigh and I did not fail. We got public transport to places and we walked to places and we found Haight-Ashbury and we found the ocean and we found armies of sea lions and found Stanford and cooked dinner and drank a lot and ordered a lot of take-out and made a lot of fun of William Shatner. More on all of this anon, perhaps.
Still three hours to go before I get out of here. Mmmmm. Onwards and upwards.
(Could I sound any more of a bleeding heart Guardianista snob? I mean, could I? If it makes anyone feel any better, I kind of loathe myself too at this point. I hate Northwest, I hate American domestic airlines in general, I hate the head cold that turned into galloping sinusitis the moment I stepped onto the aircraft, I hate being the only person in the history of ever who went to California in July and got a head cold, I hate the small child who screamed and kicked the back of my chair for exactly four hours and forty-five minutes, I hate Northwest again for good measure, and surprisingly, I hate wasabi. I'm pretty sure I never hated wasabi before. Dear self: shut up.)
I left San Francisco this morning at the crack of dawn - literally; it had just begun to get light as I stepped outside - after having been awake all night. I don't like the going home from places, so I don't seem to sleep. Also, in the middle of the night there was an argument on the pavement below the window that featured someone yelling, in very Geoffrey Tennant fashion, "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" and being answered by nothing but violent sneezing. Yes. I shall have to write about San Francisco properly when I am not hideously sleep-deprived in Michigan, but it is probably worth noting now that it is a beautiful city and I am ridiculously glad I went. Also, Leigh and I did not fail. We got public transport to places and we walked to places and we found Haight-Ashbury and we found the ocean and we found armies of sea lions and found Stanford and cooked dinner and drank a lot and ordered a lot of take-out and made a lot of fun of William Shatner. More on all of this anon, perhaps.
Still three hours to go before I get out of here. Mmmmm. Onwards and upwards.
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on 2008-07-17 09:54 pm (UTC)I do not loathe you at all. Let the record reflect.
*loves*
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on 2008-07-17 10:11 pm (UTC)(I am so glad, by the way. *loves you right back*)
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on 2008-07-17 10:19 pm (UTC)*joins you in hating most things. except you. and sea lions. and 80% cocoa chocolate, thaaank you*
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on 2008-07-17 10:29 pm (UTC)(Also, Ghirardelli! God bless them.)
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on 2008-07-17 10:54 pm (UTC)(I feel that all-capsing is a rational response to the misery of Detroit, head colds, jet lag, and the unresponsive scorn of the Patriarch of fucking Constantinople that doesn't even exist what the living FUCK.)
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on 2008-07-18 07:54 pm (UTC)Hi, it is lunchtime for you. I hope you are having a nice lunch and not being besieged by demands that you contact world leaders.
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on 2008-07-17 10:35 pm (UTC)AT LEAST SHE DOESN'T HAVE TO GO OVER THE *(@#($&(*(*@#$@# BRIDGE!
*ahem*
(I feel like I remember Detriot's airport at least being decent - lots of shops and windows and plotted plants so you could walk and not feel like you were in an airport. almost.)
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on 2008-07-17 10:41 pm (UTC)(God, am I moaning by LJ comment about cheese? I shall go away and boil my head now.)
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on 2008-07-17 11:25 pm (UTC)I'm pretty sure I flew through Detroit in 2003 and it was a nice airport. But I've seen so many US airports I could be confusing it with a different one. I swear they had a nice one...
(God, am I moaning by LJ comment about cheese? I shall go away and boil my head now.)
Well, complaining about beef I can allow, complaining about cheese I can allow, but having been born in Wisconsin I must raise a fuss about complaints about cheese (unless it is the quality of the cheese because if so, go right ahead)
Safe travels!
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on 2008-07-17 11:02 pm (UTC)Glad San Francisco was good to you, though. I love that town. ;)
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on 2008-07-18 07:55 pm (UTC)SF was a delight. I adored it.
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