tons of metal in the air

22.april.05: well, ok. i lied. i actually really like planes, despite the claustrophobia, shoddy lavatories, and jet lag.

for starters, i wouldn’t want to drive across an atlantic ocean. and i like the roller coaster feeling of takeoffs, the ear pops of altitude changes, the glance of the ant-like colonies down below as we scour and soar the continent, the screens installed in the back of the chair in front of you, the maps of the plane’s course, the interesting radio stations they have programmed in the armchair of your seat.

this trip, there’s some they might be giants (seriously!! i was shocked too), joni mitchell, lifehouse, and a station i’m listening to now called globalbeats. it’s got some of Everything But The Girl’s earlier wonderful electronica stuff.

ok then. perhaps it’s not airplanes i don’t like, it’s the airports. i will give anyone a fiver if they could name someone who genuinely loves airports.

i’ve visited my share of airports, but i never had to take off my shoes before for "security purposes." that was interesting.

ok, it’s movie time, so i’m gonna go.