Excellent! In years of traveling, and hurtling through the air at 40,ooo feet seems to me only a warm up for farther and faster things, I have realized that there are only a few types of people who travel. They are endlessly replicated with only minor variations.

One of my favorites is the young guy in a tank top, shorts, and flip flops with a small gym bag walking through a 65 degree Ohare terminal at 6:00 AM in the dead of winter.