Events

The flight from New York to Chicago takes two hours in the air, and is on-time if it takes three hours from gate to gate. Yesterday my flight was not on time: Late crew arrival: boarding starts at the scheduled departure time. APU inoperative: mechanic inspection and sign off takes 40 minutes. JFK on a Friday evening: 55 minutes from push-back to take-off. ILS inoperative on one of O'Hare's runways: take a 10-minute holding loop over Michigan. Landing runway 9L: spend 17 minutes taxiing to the gate....

It certainly felt like I was playing hooky this morning when I spent an hour here: ...looking at this: New York weather today will be clear and 27°C. I'm about to check out of my hotel, take a subway downtown, and do some intense nothing at a cafe.

When I get home I'll post a screen-shot from my phone showing how, at exactly the time I arrived in Manhattan tonight, the only rain cloud within the tri-state area was dumping its contents on Midtown. It felt like being at a Cubs game. However, the little cloud either dissipated or moved out over the Atlantic in short order, so I discovered that Hotwire had put me in a hotel only two blocks from the airport express bus stop, and within one block of hot, greasy, New York pizza. If I only have one night...

No, not aviation routing; IP routing. From the Terminal 2 American Airlines club, I am unable to hit most *.cloudapp.net IP addresses. This is significant because it's basically all of Microsoft Azure, including logon.microsoft.net, Weather Now, and a bunch of other sites I use or have some responsibility for. I've just spent a few minutes testing DNS (everything is fine there) and then using tracert and pathping, and it looks like the entire 168.62.0.0/16 and 168.61.0.0/16 ranges are just not visible...

(I never get that last word, nor do I suspect Billy himself knows what it is.) It's a beautiful day in northern France, just 20°C and partly cloudy, with 19 or so hours of sunlight. And yet I'm in the airport club at Charles de Gaulle staring at my plane just below. I didn't have as much opportunity to explore Lille as I'd hoped, either. Why? This: A week into a nationwide train strike that has tangled traffic and stranded tourists, police fired tear gas Tuesday at protesting rail workers. Two polls...

...but it's really tasty. I ate tonight at Estaminet Chez la Vielle, in Lille, France. The name translates literally to "Little Flemish restaurant at the old woman's house." (An estaminet is like a restaurant, but Flemish. Lille borders Belgium and was, at one point, the biggest city in Flanders. QED.) It's cute: And the vol a vent with chicken and mushrooms in a béchamel sauce made my arteries freeze on sight: Tomorrow I'll have one or two more photos of Lille, as well as an explanation why I get to...

My bag has arrived at Gatwick. This means, instead of sleeping in, getting a leisurely brunch, and hopping on the Eurostar at St. Pancras (just a few blocks away), instead I have to get up now, hop the Victoria line from St. Pancras to Victoria, spend £40 on a needless trip to Gatwick, then reverse the process back to St. Pancras. And brunch will be some kind of pastry and some tea on the run. My friends assure me this is why they hate traveling. I don't think this has anything to do with traveling per...

This time it's personal. I am in London. My bag is still in Orlando. Why? Apparently, even with more than an hour to do so, the Orlando baggage handlers were unable to get my bag from an American Airlines airplane to a British Airways airplane. Part of that could be related to the unbelievable sprawl of Orlando International Airport. It epitomizes everything I dislike about the state: it takes up a lot of room but has surprisingly poor usability. It's mostly mall, you see, with very small areas to wait...

I am here: Actually, despite being content to read on most flights, and despite being without a full-time job until Monday, I actually have some work to do for my oldest surviving and most loyal client. If I'm lucky, Orlando has WiFi, and I can upload the changes I'm making right now. If not, I'll have to do it tomorrow night in London. This will be an unusual trip for me. Because I didn't know for sure if I'd have this week off until just a few weeks ago, it was challenging to book this trip on miles....

It's a pity that he has to be boarded on his birthday, but as a dog, he probably doesn't think a whole lot about birthdays. At least he wasn't on the way to the car this morning: For comparison, here's Parker at 13 weeks: