So I flew out to San Francisco on United today.  The plane was huge and much nicer than Northwest, but I got pimped on the meals.  Maybe I haven’t flown coach for a while, but they charged me $10 for lunch on the plane.  And as always happens, O’Hare stuck it to me.  We ended up sitting on the Tarmac for an hour and a half before taking off, on-top of the 4 ½ hour flight we had in front of us.
On the flight, I watched the movie Final Destination.  Bad movie overall, but it starts out with this horrible plane crash scene.  Looking out my hotel room right now, I can see the sun setting behind Treasure Island and the Golden Gate Bridge.  It’s really beautiful.