Left behind my passport at a hotel, found out 600 kms away and 6 hours before flight time, and still managed to make it (a tale for another post)
Shed a couple tears watching The King’s Speech on the airplane, then immediately (ironically) listened to an NPR’s This American Life piece [Act 4] about crying on airplanes
Missed a flight, spent an additional (but wonderful) two days at a city that was supposed to be barely a 4 hour stopover, alas paying double the original fare
Contemplated and close to finalized on a name change
