Made it home. Happy Monday, all
I got one hour of sleep during my all-night flight from SF to Atlanta. For one thing, my seat wouldn't recline. Grrr. Secondly, the guy sitting next to me not only took over the armrest, his arm protruded into my seat-space. This was an act of war. I decided not to say anything, so my response was to claim my space my placing my arm up against his -- which he didn't seem to mind. For 5 hours! I don't think I've ever been this intimate with another man
It was raining in Atlanta but the storm didn't appear to affect take-offs and landings. I wish I had a near death experience to share, but I don't.