Red eyes

[Written on 11/26/2007]

I took the red eye back from LAX last night. Doug, Rachel and Dad dropped me off at LAX at about 8 PM (and even thought PCH was closed due to the Malibu fires, we hit no traffic on the way to the airport, which came as a mild surprise).

There was no line at the security checkpoint. Not a single person. First time I can recall that was the case. I was sitting in the Red Carpet Club 10 minutes after I had been dropped off at the curb. I’d upgraded my seat to First Class on the return flight and boarded on-time at 9:40 PM. The flight itself was mostly uneventful save for the facts that (a) we hit about 30 minutes of moderate turbulence somewhere over the middle of the country; and (b) I couldn’t sleep.

We arrived about 10 minutes early into Dulles (about 5:50 AM) and the driver, Don, was there to meet me at the baggage claim. He made it a quick ride back to my house. I’m beat. Zeke was glad to see me, I think. Kelly is coming over around 11 AM, but for now, I’m heading off to bed for a few hours.

Published by Jamie Todd Rubin

Jamie Todd Rubin writes fiction and nonfiction for a variety of publications including Analog, Clarkesworld, The Daily Beast, 99U, Daily Science Fiction, Lightspeed, InterGalactic Medicine Show, and several anthologies. He was featured in Lifehacker’s How I Work series. He has been blogging since 2005. By day, he manages software projects and occasionally writes code. He lives in Falls Church, Virginia with his wife and three children. Find him on Twitter at @jamietr.