i’m currently sitting in the sfo airport watching planes that i will not board. today marks the first day of my trip to nyc, but as you can see, things have already gotten to a shaky start. i missed my flight even though i was in line 50 minutes prior to departure (long story). and i got the full treatment complete with grumpy airport clerks and crying babies. but i’m certainly not complaining. i’m now sitting in a quiet corner gazing out the window and enjoying a warm cup of coffee hoping that a few people on this next flight will have a similar fate as me, so i’ll be able to snag their seats and make it to nyc by tonight. fingers crossed!