Honey, Pack Your Bags...

For some people the sexiest sentence somebody could say to them might be something along the lines of "Let's go shopping to Cartier!" (Ngl, I DO like this one, too...), or "I'm ninety, have a heart condition and no heirs" (joking). For me it's: "pack your bags, we're going away!". Last weekend, not working on Fridays really paid off as I got the opportunity to join Highflyer on a flight to Hamburg around lunchtime, spend the night in his crew hotel and fly back early on Saturday morning. I had never flown with him in the cockpit since he moved to the Airbus fleet and this was my opportunity. Plus I had not been in Hamburg since I left the Firm when I would be there pretty regularly on business trips. Being picked up by taxi directly from the plane like a Hon Circle member also was pretty cool and saved a lot of time. I briefly contemplated whether this spontaneous adventure would upset my Christmas baking plans, but then decided that the rest of the weekend would be long enough. It was beyond exciting and we both were so happy that these flights came up on his standby roster and coincided with my day off.