Leaving on a Jet Plane

Elaine takes on Philly!

I'm leaving in a few hours for the airport - flying to Philly for the Dad Vail Regatta this weekend. The race counts as the "national rowing championship" for club, DII and DIII programs. UGA is racing, so I have to go back and support my alma mater...show those uptight northern teams that southern kids know how to compete. I know this is so nerdy, but I am extremely excited. Though it is kind of sad, since this weekend will mark the one-year anniversary since I was last on the water.

And I just love flying. I love airports - little news shops where I always purchase a magazine, Diet Coke and pack of gum. I love planes - mini biscottis, mini soft drink cans, mini seats. Oh wait... scratch that last one. Anyone heard the Seinfeld standup routine, "I'm Telling You for the Last Time?" Side-splitting humor about airports, seriously (Re: the flight attendant safety routine - "In case you haven't been in a car since 1965... Oh you lift UP on the buckle! I thought you just ripped the fabric apart!").

Good times should be had by all.