Antici.............. pation

I must say, Dulles, at least parts of it, has become a nice airport. It’s been my travel hub for 24 years, and it has always had this “here’s what we thought the future would look like 40 years ago and boy were we wrong” vibe to it. But it’s finally getting somewhere, what with its new security screening area, subway system, and, to top it off, Chipotle.

As for my destination, come to find out, Fort Lauderdale has two airports. There’s the one I flew into, Fort Lauderdale-Hollywood, and the one that my hotel is right next to, Fort Lauderdale Executive. I have to assume that I’m not the only one to ever be caught by this confusion, and they were nice enough to place the two within 12 minutes of each other, but they need to rethink their branding around here. Or I need to get paid more.

Last night was not the best for sleeping. Nerves, combined with a foreign bed and curtains that only cover one-fourth of the window, made that an inevitable truth. The two-hour drive ahead of us should only heighten things. Here’s hoping that Florida has no traffic, because it has already demonstrated to have drivers who consider the interstate speed limit to be a variable range, somewhere between 45 and 80.

We’ve tried to anticipate every question, but that’s obviously impossible. If Diane asks if we’re Team Jacob or Team Edward, we’re in trouble because I’m not even sure those are the right teams. At this point, we just have to be honest and hope no one changes their mind about this whole thing. (Yes. That is a possibility. In fact, it’s the point of this meeting.)

On a side note, does anyone ever read the USA Today other than when at a hotel?