I am back in NH. I packed up and left my apartment about 11:45AM Thursday 1/18/24. I had a lot of trouble putting the keys back into the lock box but one of the employees from the insurance? agency that is connected to the Hostel came put and did it for me. Out on the road I watched for a taxi but didn’t see any. I started to walk down and then up and a taxi, unsignaled for, yelled taxi and pulled in. I asked him how much to the airport and he said 400. I offered 200, he offered 350, I said 300 was my last offer. He said 350, I started to walk away, made it clear that it was 300 or nothing and he took it. He was very friendly, told me about his 7 year old boy and hoping that he was making enough money now that he could have a second child. Children are expensive. He asked how his english was and talked about a wide range of topics. We even tried a little Portuguese, French, German and he tried to teach me a little Spanish. I am a hard ass and only gave him the 300 we had agreed upon, headed into the terminal. I had a “screen: boarding pass on my phone and a lady helping at the self serve kiosks took my phone and printed a paper boarding pass. The THS line was just OK. Got to talk to 2 other groups. One from Block Island had to go to Providence by way of Detroit! Anther on my flight had the same CPAP bag and the woman was really helping her older husband through all the shoes, phone, belt etc.
The man next to me at the Sushi bar was going to Pittsburgh. He was getting into construction dn realestate. Had 3 boys at home! Wife works IT at Pittsburn medical, her mother lives with them and his mother was chipping in for the week this young man was at Tolum. I did not ask if he was there for music. Nice wife to let him off. He said he was more the disciplinarian at home but seemed like a very even tempered kind guy.
There was some strange sticker activity at the gate. Man seemed to be interested in askin people how they had gotten to the airport and putting a sticker on thei outside of their passport afterwards. I stepped forward but he only looked at my passport and put another sticker on it. I assume the presence of my previous stickers from Cancun were the cause I was excluded from transportation questions.
I was almost the first “need extra timer” to get on. Window seat? 17B. I was a little worried that a stewardess helping with baggage saw me do my whole pillow case, put the stuff in the overhead but she said nothing. A man from Eliot Maine sat next to me. He was able to move over into the isle seat when no one showed. Stewardess announced the plane was full but indeed when I went to the bathroom later I counted at east 10 empty seats. Maybe they had fallen out? The Elliot Maine man worked in Portsmouth at a drug manufacturer Lonza. Swiss company. Looks interesting but must trade on the Swiss stock exchange and I can find very little about buying it at Fidelity.