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May 4, 2011

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How did I get here? Where am I going?

It started one morning a few weeks ago....

I woke up knowing I had to get out of town,
imagined myself meditating in forests and
swimming in warm salty ocean. I mentioned
it to Jesse and he said, "Let's go to my sister's
on Maui!" Two weeks later, here we are on flight
HA21 in a partitioned part of the cabin. The seats
are large and comfy. We mistook it for first class
but it's just an older arrangement, a holdover from
when airline profit margins and seats were wider.

I had two Skyy mini-bottles in bottom front pockets
of blue guayabera and choked 'em down one by one
in crapper next to Sea-Tac ticketing area, 7:40 a.m.

It's my first time going through a full-body Rapescan
x-ray. I'm clueless. The TSA agent instructs me to
face left and lift my hands. "Simon didn't say," I reply.

Ah, vodka working its magic. She doesn't beat me
to death and I get through without a second glance.
A man across the aisle has his hands clasped as he
looks out the window. Is he praying to the mountain?
I know I should be used to it, but flying's still amazing.