I had a two hour stop in Atlanta, Georgia today between my connecting flights and was surprised to find that:

1. nowhere in the airport sells gophone top up cards.

2. Atlanta is actually rather green and full of trees. The roads snake quite beautifully and occasionally you can see crescents of houses with a road leading out that, from the air, give the impression of the “power” sign.

3. everyone is extraordinarily polite. Lots of mamming and sir-ing left right and centre, big huge smiles from everyone and one guy actually came up to me, asked me what DFTBA meant and after we chatted for five minutes he asked whether I wanted to board with him (he’s first class) so that I wouldn’t have to wait until they boarded the cheap seats. It wasn’t a creepy thing because obviously the second we were on the plane, we were sitting in totally different sections. It was just kind.

Here is the t-shirt I am wearing. Alex is rather a lot skinnier than I am, so he is showing me up in this picture, but the spatial relationship between my rambly crap and his quizzical expression is too good to miss.

4. in sexier news, the immigration officer who processed me asked me what I was going to do in Chicago and I explained about Harry Potter conventions and then we chatted about Harry Potter and he was really hot and he had a gorgeous southern accent and he was blond and I fell slightly in love with him.

5. everyone wears heels or wedges to travel. I looked really quite trampy with my post-9-hour-flight-hair and sleepy eyes and flat shoes. But at least I had my cool t-shirt and my coral jeans so I didn’t look totally out of place ;)

Okay I will stop slacking off and get back to work.