I had a dream last night that I was going to San Francisco for work. I was flying in on Sunday afternoon and my friend Allan was going to pick me up at the airport. A friend of his was having a party and I was going to go there with him.
We were flying on an Airbus A319 and it wasn’t very full. Transcontinental flights are always full these days, so an empty flight is rare. I remember that it was a bad takeoff and the pilot used the entire runway. An empty A319 should be shooting up like a rocket. Once we were airborn, we learned that the flight was going to be seriously delayed due to some air traffic problem in the midwest. We circled Chicago for hours. In fact, we had to land at Chicago’s O’Hare to refuel. The rest of the details are sketchy, but it was a really weird dream.
Oh, and I forgot to bring the charger for my cell phone on the trip. What an odd detail.