We have checked in and cleared security for the first leg of our trip to Atlanta, Georgia for Dragon*Con. Oddly, Tania escapes notice by the security wand of intrusiveness, but only because it was occupied scanning me. Scanning the top of my head, where I couldn’t hide much of anything; do they have problems with people smuggling undeclared metal plates in their skulls?

Oddly, we fly direct from Halifax to Chicago, bypassing the stop in Toronto that would appear to be required by law. Oh, they’ll get us on the way back into Canada, but at least this one leg of the trip is Pearson-free.

In the gate area of Halifax airport, there is free wi-fi and wired network access. Maybe it’s just that it’s not a likely profit-making opportunity in this town of little technical expertise; nobody has laptops and nobody travels. May as well make it free if you’d only ever sell an hour a week of the Telus internet access…

Oh, a United person has just shown up at the desk by the gate. Time to pack up; we’ll be boarding shortly.