Logging on tonight from the Fairfield Inn in East Hartford, CT. After a pretty great Sunday in Michigan, I jumped on a plane and flew east. My MAP team is ready for a seriously exhausting, meeting-filled, meta-consulting week onsite at Pratt & Whitney.
Here's my wierd human observation of the day: for some reason it is really gratifying to see people you know at the airport. I don't know if it is self-validation or what, but even if I can only identify them as "that professor we had at MLP" there's some kind of excitement that stems from a sighting of a familiar face.