8:11PM
Well, we’re off. Our flight out of Phoenix was delayed because they had to replace “a gyro†in the cockpit, but despite the 15-20 minute delay, somehow they managed to get us to LA on time. Not that we cared, since we have some much time to kill.
We arrived at exactly 6:00PM and we can’t check in for our plane until 9:30. We decided to try that fancy restaurant in the middle of the airport, the Encounter. I always used to think that was the tower whenever I saw the airport on TV. It turns out it is a restaurant, but not a very good one. Not because of the cuisine, but because it is closed for construction.
Instead we’ve eaten at the dreadful restaurants in the International Terminal. There’s no free internet (just a T-mobile hotspot) and the place is packed. I brought a power split so I could share an electrical outlet, but there are no seats near electricity.
8:59PM
Power! I got an electrical outlet. Time to play solitaire.
10:34PM
I’m so bored! We’ve checked in, which took a lot longer than it should have. The US Airways ticketing agent, who ticketed us all the way to Taipei, got it wrong, assigning James as an infant rather than a fare-paying child. It confused the gate agents at Singapore Air but they resolved it.
At 11:00 or so, we’ll head down to security, which currently has a long, long line and then wait until the 12:05 boarding time. I’m sitting by the window on the east (I think) side of the terminal and I’ve just caught a ghost of a wisp of an open access point. The kds are watching Curious George on Irene’s iBook. Her batteries aren’t going to last into the flight unless we can get her to a power tap at the gate.