Gate B-40 at dulles is a cluster. Lauren is currently up at the desk asking whether we can get upgraded to first class (as if anyone is surprised). She has asked 5 people now if they have a USB charger for her iphone which died unexpectedly. No one has yet. I asked the guy in front of me how he was doing amid the chaos and he said "within 3% of perfect." He asked where we were from and we said "here." He then took out a business card that says "Thought of the day..." ... The back says "Don't share your pizza with a kangaroo!"
Normal.
Anyhow, Lauren ordered a salad to bring on the plane with us from Harry's Tap Room at the airport (am I still in Clarendon?) and they "forgot" to put chicken on it (read: she forgot to order chicken on it). She just asked me whether she should "run down to Potbelly to get some chicken."
Not normal.
Anyhow, not even sure if we get to sit together on the flight yet, but we're off..
Until Stockholm, xoxox
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