The Weather Channel is a liar. It said: Bermuda - 88 degrees. Heh. It's low 60s, cloudy and raining. Oh, but they expect a high pressure system to move in sometime on Wednesday. Just as my flight takes off, no doubt.
Actually, it's fine, since I'll be in meetings for the next two days, and therefore won't be as inclined to stare mournfully out the window. Just hope the rain stops tomorrow - getting from place to place in Hamilton is hard enough without a deluge to content with.
Every time I come to Bermuda I remember something that happened several years ago. One of the women I worked with had a sister who lived in Bermuda. Her sister had two children at the time, a little boy about 3 or 4 and an infant daughter and was taking them home to Bermuda from visting family in the states. She also decided to bring a puppy home - a little tiny poodle or something equally small and fluffy. Unfortunately Bermudan law required that the puppy be quarantined for six months, so she decided to smuggle the dog in.
She gave it some puppy downers, made room for it in one of her carry on bags, and coached her son not to tell anyone about it. When they took their seats on the plane, he happily announced to the man sitting next to them, "There's no dog in that bag." [Love it.]
We waited to hear whether they got nabbed, and that afternoon my colleague received a call in the office. She put it on speaker-phone for us:
"The Eagle has landed."
My general observations about today's trek to Bermuda:
- Again, it took me five minutes to check in and get to the gate, including checking luggage this time.
- There is something disconcerting about coming in for a landing, and seeing nothing but water until the wheels are 15 feet from touch-down.
- Incongruity: an airport that has only three gates and no jetways with two MASSIVE British Air 747s parked just off the runway.
- It's a nice touch to have a band playing "Don't Worry, Be Happy" as the passengers enter Immigration.
- At least that gives the passengers something to do while they're playing "Guess Which Line Has The Fewest Idiots" in Immigration. [I lost, BTW.]
My room wasn't ready when I checked in so I went to the lounge and had some lunch while I waited. Now the last two times I've been in Columbus I've run into conventions, the Strict Teachers Society, the National Association of Yokels. But the people hanging around the lounge and lobby of the Southampton Princess are far, far more sinister - they're INSURANCE GEEKS!
And to make it worse - so are we!! Actually we planned our trip to coincide with our client's participation in an Insurance Industry Panel later this week, so at least we fit in this time! Nary a bib overall in sight.
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Quote du jour:
An ingenious modern game of chance
in which the player is permitted to
enjoy the comfortable conviction
that he is beating the man
who keeps the table."
-- Ambrose Bierce (1842 - 1914)
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