I've learned how to laugh and I've learned how to pray
As I mentioned last time, I watched a lot of movies on planes last month. A dozen of them, in fact. Some of them I’d seen before, some of them I hadn’t, a couple of of them I wish I hadn’t after I watched them. You’re on planes for twenty hours one way, what else are you going to do?
We just got back from visiting the kids, so I had a work-week on a plane, 40+ hours between the round-trip. When you have that much time on a plane, you can sleep, you can read, or you can watch movies. You can — I can’t sleep on planes, so that leaves the last two. I’ve found that a plane isn’t very conducive to reading, either; between the uncomfortable seats, the screaming babies and/or their parents, various meals, snacks, waters, etc., and sheer fatigue after ten hours or so, the brain just doesn’t want to process those words.
That leaves movies.