The flight It’s finally time – time to leave the streets and stories of San Francisco and head to many more stories in India. We got to the airport at 1pm – plenty of time to browse duty free before our 4:30pm flight. Airports have plenty of isms in and of themselves – corporate jet setters, airport singles (sometimes I wonder if they’re even flying anywhere at all), families, friends, and any number of combination of travelers.
Finally, boarding time and we were off. The first 10-hour leg of the flight was relatively storyless. The stuardesses kept joking that passengers could give Valentines gifts, money, and chocolates but the rest of the plane seemed quite mellow.
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