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Lots of gear to pack on Saturday. We were really at it all day. I worked on finances and some other admin chores at home, then voted, while Kelly ran errands in Ballard and Downtown. I got started on packing the bike around 11:00 and then she came home, we had lunch, and then I went to the paint store. Paint in hand, I went past Bartell's for last minute sundries and Tootsie Rolls to augment the diminishing (hmmm...delicious) Almond Joys, and Lo! sunset was near. We packed our clothes, then the golf gear, including Kelly's new bag and then made dinner. Clumps of trick-or-treat'ers were spotted between 6:00 and 8:00, and we quickly ran out of candy. I closed off the house, turned out the lights and we watched TV until 9. Then we packed, then moved my office in to her office in anticipation of the remodel work that would go on while we were gone. We went to bed around 11:00, iPods charging and the like, and both slept very well. Our cab was at 6:30 and we got up at 5:45 for a pretty leisurely morning ritual. The cab driver insisted on speaking at the top of his lungs until I finally persuaded him that our neighbors would appreciate a little quiet. Sheesh. It's bad enough we didn't get their permission to even go on vacation, let alone take a cab somewhere. The driver of the minivan told me that his hatchback handle had come off in the Halloween fracas, so loading the car was quite a hassle. 1 Bike case, 2 golf boxes, and one large suitcase, as well as the limit of two personal items. At drop off we realized we were over the weight limit for our 1 bag, so another $25 was needed. I need to go back and see if two bags would have been cheaper, but so be it. Check-in and security were dead simple. We spent less than 10 minutes with the sky cap and were at breakfast by 7:15. Kelly went to the magazine shop afterwards, and we hustled to the gate too late, but no harm done, as we took up our excellent exit row seats. The plane was a brand new 737-800, which only deepened my love of Alaska. I rented a Digi player and watched two awesomely ridiculous movies. Shout out for _Taken_ and that chase scene in the rock quarry "near Paris" which was adorned in fifty gallon barrels with open lids; half with gasoline, the other half with bonfires. Even watching Liam Neeson run around the Quai's of the Seine in four munched-together clips while sweating profusely wasn't as funny as that. Then I watched the opening season of Top Gear, which by the way is going to be awesome. Then touch down. I am skipping over the small excitement--a woman passed out two rows behind us and we had some theatre around giving first aid. Oddly no one from the medical profession stood up to help, if they were in fact aboard. Let's say 35 rows at 6 people each and 16 in First Class for a total of 226 people and none worked in the medical field? I am personally going to say that 3MM people are EMTs, nurses, doctors, or qualified first aid givers, based on 755k doctors in the US. Where were that lady's 2.

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