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I won't be able to post it until later, but I type this as I am flying over Panama. I just finished my first in flight meal: a tray of eggs, potatoes, sausage, bread and fruit, plus coffee of course. It's pretty surreal, mainly because it's my first time I suppose, everyone sitting elbow to elbow with a tiny little tray of food, all the meanwhile getting slightly jostled around from the movement of the plane. I guess the odd part is doing something totally mundane, something each one of us must do everyday, all while doing something a bit more exceptional, being crammed into this little pod being shot through the sky.

It might also have to do with the traditional nature of the meal, complete with tiny coffee cups with little handles. Maybe I'd be less surprised with something that seemed more specialized for the tight, bumpy quarters. Maybe a breakfast sandwich or burrito, something you could secure more tightly in your hand and didn't require silverware would seem more fitting. An apple or banana instead of a dish of cut melon...

Well, we're now descending into Panama City for my transfer. I'm going to pack up and try to get a couple pics before we land.