Old People

On my flight out of Charlotte yesterday, there were about 8 couples, minimum age 70 - 75. It might have been only 4 couples, but they kept going up and down the aisle so often that it seemed like more. Loading on the plane, they couldn't figure out how suitcases were supposed to fit in the overhead bin, where they were supposed to sit, or that the lavatories are off limits during takeoff. During flight, they were up and down the aisles every 30 seconds, it seemed. They had to chat across aisles and rows. Deplaning, they couldn't find their bags, insisted on leaving out of the normal row order (back rows shoved forward to deplane first), and stopped halfway up the jet bridge. As you can guess, I was slightly annoyed.

On the bright side, I had an aisle seat on an exit row for both flights. Score.

Burying the lede, I'm now in Connecticut for Preliminary Design Review for my project. I've been doing all my travelling lately to support this review, so it's an important meeting. Tomorrow is most of the design parts. Today is overview for those new to the project and to verify the work that's been done (requirements and analysis).

I'm coming home Thursday morning. Very short lay over at Reagan National, but I've done the flight several times, so it should all work out. More tomorrow.