American Eagle is not the luxurious ride it once was, which is to say, they’ve taken what was almost unbearable and made it completely so. Our plane from Midland to DFW had the seats reconfigured to squeeze in an extra couple of rows. One of the unfortunate results, windows that are even with the seats, leaving a wall to stare at during flight. In the event you are flying during a blinding sunset or are plummeting to your death, this could be an advantage, but for the average flight, it makes a window seat a lot less desirable. Also, I am 5′ 4″ in three inch heels and my knees were almost touching the back of the seat in front of me. No way Dave Shatzer is sitting in this seat. Joe says we never have to worry about one of these planes being hijacked by terrorists because they figure this is punishment enough for the infidels. But we are out of Midland, which is something.
We got to spend dinner with two of my Dallas traveling buddies, Cathy Stringer and Linda Lee. They suggested sushi at a place called Blue Fish, and while it might not have been the first thing that would have come to my mind, it was excellent! The Ahi Tower was a thing of beauty. I don’t get to see those girls often, so it was a great way to kick things off.
Tomorrow morning we meet everyone else at the airport at 5am for a 6 o’clock flight. I think we have been on the 6am flight to Miami every single year. It’s how we roll.