In Atlanta...

Libby and I had a pleasant flight up from Tampa, which included a mythical "operational upgrade" (which is when one is upgraded on a theoretically non-eligible class of ticket -- this is elusive and some even claim impossible, akin to a Bigfoot or unicorn sighting). We had lunch at Phillips Seafood: crab cake (me) and shrimp (Libby). After purchasing some "travel socks" (which cost about $10 more than regular socks for the extra adjective) for Libby, we are now happily situated in the Crown Room awaiting boarding in a couple of hours.