REWIND: Flashback to January 29, 2006

(Photo: Preparing to leave Washington, DC, Dulles Airport)

This blog is gonna read like a crazy Quentin Tarantino movie in terms of time line. Before the details start getting fuzzy, here's the pics and the stories that go along with them.

January 29, 2006 (Sunday):

Lisa drove me to Dulles to catch NW8652/KLM651, scheduled to leave at 520pm from DC to Amsterdam. We detoured into Adams Morgan in DC to pick up Jeremiah at his Swann St apartment that he was still subletting. Jeremiah had arrived the previous day from LA. We were running a tad late, but the counter lines at Northwest were minimal and we got there with time to spare. Jen had been dropped off by her parents and was waiting for us when we arrived at departure. We picked up some Wash DC keychains/bottle openers from a souveneir shop to give as gifts to our guides/porters. I bought a slice of pizza as one last reminder of good ole' American junk food and we boarded our plane just as sun was setting on the Dulles Airport tarmac. Around the same time, Ajay boarded NW 38 at Logan airport in Boston at 615pm.

I guess some props needs to go out to the sweet ride we were on the Airbus 330-200. This plane was brought into service in 2005 and they have the nicest entertainment system that I've seen, at least in the peanut gallery economy class section; which is pretty much the only thing I have to compare to. Good stereo sound, with the ability to start a movie or music selection whenever you want, pause, etc. They had a pretty good selection to boot as well, in both music (the White Stripes!) and movies. The cabin was amazingly empty during our flight so we each sprawled out on our own. Jeremiah claiming a 4 seat row in the back, I got a 3 seat row in the back as well, and Jen held on to her window seat in the middle of the plane. I watched Corpse Bride, then after hearing Jeremiah cackling in the back, followed his lead and watched the 40 Year Old Virgin. Uncut mind you. Not that it was all that shocking, but certainly a surprise from the heavily edited stuff I'm used to on a flight.