I’m in the airport in Detroit. I’m becoming comfortable, because I plan to be here for a while.
Flights to both DC and Boston have been cancelled. Somehow, the flight to Providence is still supposed to go. Ha. I say “ha ha.” The crowd noise changed perceptibly when they announced the cancellation. It went from “murmer murmer” to “whinewhinewhinewhine!”
At least the airport doesn’t suck anymore. Could be worse. Could be a lot worse. I could be stuck in New Delhi. That would be worse. If all else fails, I’ll summon my compatriots and their minions, and we will rage on the town. Or I’ll be stuck in a crappy off-airport hotel with a 6am flight. One or the other.
The conference “gala cruise” last night was wretched. I felt bad for the entertainment. They were four “Mo-Town Singers” doing classic hits. They were bad. They were loud. The crowd of shy, eccentric scientists were quiet and slightly disturbed. We rode up and down the river, looking at the contrast between Canada (clean, safe, neatly manicured parks) and Detroit (severe urban wasteland).
On the other hand, I spent this morning in deep and geeky mind-meld with the head of an open source project that I use (Taverna). I was entertained by the small but flattering succession of people who stopped by to say they had liked my talk.
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