First Class air. Vacation starts when you get on the plane in Denver, thanks to significant other’s massive air miles collected from work travel.
Lunch en route to LAX. Cold chicken breast salad (romaine lettuce, Caesar dressing), tomato and red pepper bisque soup, roll, oatmeal raisin cookie.
The LAX United Club is nice. Fairly quiet, comfy leather chairs, nice views of the air traffic control tower.
Joseph Campbell on the Power of Myth with Bill Moyers. George Lucas from the same DVD set.
Eric Clapton, Stevie Ray Vaughn, MeatLoaf, Bonnie Raitt.
Francisco d’Anconia’s monologue on money from Atlas Shrugged:
“Money is the barometer of a society’s virtue. When you see that trading is done not by consent, but by compulsion–when you see that in order to produce, you need to obtain permission from men who produce nothing–when you see that money is flowing to those who deal, not in goods, but in favors–when you see that men get richer by graft and by pull than by work, and your laws don’t protect you against them, but protect them against you–when you see corruption being rewarded and honesty becoming a self-sacrifice-you may know that your society is doomed.”
Supper, 1:30pm Maui time:
Boneless short rib, Aisian noodles, broccoli, salad, roll, shrimp cocktail:
Dessert cart, ice cream sundaes to order:
Joseph Campbell: “Nirvana is the condition that comes when you are not compelled by desire or fear or social commitments. When you hold YOUR center and act out of there.”
In my dreams but that’s a good place to start.
Next up, the Cadillac SRX car rental and the 1 1/2 bath, 2 separate sundecks with ocean view Marriott suite. All is being done with m’lady’s massive travel points for which she works 7 days a week and travels 45 weeks a year, earning every single point. But I know I don’t have to beg your consideration or indulgence for her rewards for very hard work.