On My Way to Atlanta

My time in Toronto was wonderful, but I knew I would have to say goodbye to Canada at some point.
I was sad to have to leave but happy about my destination – the great city of Atlanta. I had heard a lot about the city and the bridge community there.

It’s not a short trip from Toronto to Atlanta, so I was more or less expecting to have a nice movie on my flight. When I departed Europe to return home after my “retirement” ended, I was surprised to see a screen on the back of the seat in front of me when I sat down in the airplane. I had never heard of or seen such a thing, and it took me some time to work out how to use it – the man in front of me complained about the fact that I was pushing too hard on the touch screen and disturbing him while he was trying to sleep. Eventually, I worked it out. I was intrigued by one of the titles I saw, Kung Fu Panda, and almost didn’t try it, but I did enjoy the film.

So you can see why I was a bit disappointed in the flight to Atlanta – no movie. Even so, I didn’t let it take the edge off the excitement of seeing a new place – and I did discover something I had never heard of – sudoku.

I was always a big fan of crossword puzzles, and when I picked up the in-flight magazine, I noticed there was a puzzle section. Imagine my surprise when I saw the grid where you put all the numbers. It took me some time to figure out what it was all about, but I was hooked.

It’s funny how they tell you all about things on the airplane before you even take off, like the masks that fall out of the overhead if something bad happens.

I can tell, if I thought an emergency was going on, I would be under the seat! The mask wouldn’t do me any good.

The staff on the airplane was very nice. They seemed very interested in me, and they warmed to the challenge of getting my seatbelt to fit soundly – not an easy task.

I was very pleased with the announcements about not smoking on the airplane. In the old days, you had to put up with a lot when you took to the air.

I was surprised to see that one of the flight attendants was a man. In my day, as you can imagine, they were all women and they were all called stewardesses. One thing has remained the same, though – they are all very pleasant.

The pilot talked to us a lot, too, letting us know that we were a bit late leaving Toronto but that he would try to make up the time on the way to Atlanta. I don’t know if he did because I had my eyes closed when we touched down. There was a storm in Atlanta and the airplane was shaking a lot. I was relieved, however, to note that the air things didn’t drop down. I took that to mean it wasn’t a huge emergency – just a bumpy flight.

2 Responses to “On My Way to Atlanta”

  1. Brian Potter says:

    Bob L.,

    While you’re near Atlanta or otherwise passing through the Southeast, I recommend two bridge clubs for your attention: The Sandhills Bridge Studio in Southern Pines, NC and The Columbia DBC in Columbia, SC. Both clubs offer a warm welcome to visitors. I’ve seen one partner in an established partnership sit out so that a surprise guest without a partner can play rather than kibitz. Both clubs usually run about ten tables for a weekend game.


    Brian Potter

    Clio, SC

  2. Ina Parry says:

    I sent a response to Wendy Sullivan on 8/25 inviting Bob L to come to my bridge club when in Atlanta. I have a wonderful novice/intermediate game on Thursdays at Trinity Presbyterian Church in Atlanta at 12:30 and surely hope that Bob L can find his way to visit while in Atlanta. I usually have between 10 and 15 tables. I also have a small (7-9 tables) game on Wednesday evening at the same place. I sure hope I didn’t miss Bob L’s visit, since I did send an email on 8/25. Thanks!

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