You might think when you read the title that it refers to shooting video of Susan Feniger for more footage of the (never ending) saga on her new restaurant and street food search. You might think that it refers to the fantastic footage I’ll get of all the amazing sights we’ll see on our trip to Singapore and Vietnam, scouring the cities and towns for interesting tastes. You’d be wrong. Actually it refers to what I’d do if I had a gun right now.
We’re not even ON the airplane yet. We’re still in the lounge and Susan’s already begun her favorite little “travel game.” It involves lots of numbers, time zones and math. Something to do with ” If it’s 3am here, and we’re going to be on the plane for 17 hours, what time will it be here when we arrive there? Wait. If we want to get at least 6 hours sleep, what time do we have to sleep and wake up? Then what time would we be eating? Is there a time change between Singapore and Vietnam? The ticket says it’s a 2 hour flight, but the time looks wrong. If it’s 7 am when we land in Singapore and we have a 3 hour layover, what time will we get to Vietnam?” Thus the need for the gun. Instead I did what any sane person would do…I ordered a beer. It reduced all of that math to a faraway buzz. Ahhhh.
Now on the plane, Susan is dumbstruck to find out there’s NO INTERNET. No matter how she asks the question, there’s still no internet connection. I can see her looking around for something to do with all of that pent up work energy. It’s like an engine revving up, ready to blow. Then… “If we can stay awake for another couple of hours what time will it be in LA? Then we can sleep and wake up and…wait. What time will it be in Singapore then? Will your mom be up then? Maybe we can email her. Wait. What’s the time difference again from Singapore to Detroit? They just said we’d land an hour early. What time does that mean it is for us?”
PS — is this a blog? I have no idea what a blog is.