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... but I haven't had time to do anything yet other than check in to my hotel, and am going to bed after finishing this email, so I'm just writing to let everyone know that I arrived safely.
The flight was uneventful except that my overhead light didn't work. When I informed the stewardess of this, she informed me that the lights had been wired backward so that if I wanted to turn mine on, I would have to ask the person two rows ahead of me to hit his button. And, indeed, I saw then that every time I'd been turning mine on and off, trying to get it to work, I'd been flashing the person two rows behind me. I think they should have made an announcement to this effect, because lights were flashing on and off the whole trip as people tried to figure this out, and finally the stewardesses went around taping emergency crash pamphlets over everyone's lights. (I know this sounds like something that would happen on Air India, but it was actually Northwestern.)
Other than that the only moment of note was when the woman sitting next to me asked me in Japanese if I spoke Japanese. At least, that's what I thought she said, and so I replied that I spoke a little and had been studying it by myself. Five minutes after she giggled and turned away, I realized that what she had actually said was "Are you going to Japan for work or on vacation?"
I seem to have made it in time for the cherry blossoms; the streets are decked about with celebratory pink plastic blooms. Last year it was celebratory red maple leaves. I wonder if there's any time when they're not putting up seasonal decorations.
The flight was uneventful except that my overhead light didn't work. When I informed the stewardess of this, she informed me that the lights had been wired backward so that if I wanted to turn mine on, I would have to ask the person two rows ahead of me to hit his button. And, indeed, I saw then that every time I'd been turning mine on and off, trying to get it to work, I'd been flashing the person two rows behind me. I think they should have made an announcement to this effect, because lights were flashing on and off the whole trip as people tried to figure this out, and finally the stewardesses went around taping emergency crash pamphlets over everyone's lights. (I know this sounds like something that would happen on Air India, but it was actually Northwestern.)
Other than that the only moment of note was when the woman sitting next to me asked me in Japanese if I spoke Japanese. At least, that's what I thought she said, and so I replied that I spoke a little and had been studying it by myself. Five minutes after she giggled and turned away, I realized that what she had actually said was "Are you going to Japan for work or on vacation?"
I seem to have made it in time for the cherry blossoms; the streets are decked about with celebratory pink plastic blooms. Last year it was celebratory red maple leaves. I wonder if there's any time when they're not putting up seasonal decorations.
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