Arlington, TX

One good thing with flying United on domestic sectors in the US is that you have channel 9, that is, you are allowed to listen to all the radio communication going on between the cockpit and the different ground controls. Just to hear: “UA 725, you are clear to go” and then in the next second feel the growing thrust from the engines definitely adds something to the trip. Anyway, at 22:30 Central Time we made a safe landing at Dallas Forth Worth Airport. However, our bags did not. This is the third time my bags get lost at Chicago O’Hare. The truth is that I have never lost a bag somewhere else in the whole world. So, baggage claim, lost luggage reports to fill in and then, my favourite, Walmart shopping for contact lenses solution, tooth paste and so forth at 1 a.m.! But this time we were lucky enough to have a car, and besides, the neighbourhood here is really very different from North Las Vegas.

For the first night we are staying at a small friendly hotel called the Sanford House Inn, surrounded by lush green vegetation and with a breakfast table populated by highly intellectual Canadian gentlemen. For the coming two weeks, UTA will arrange an apartment on campus and apparently there is a nice arboretum suitably for running. Report will follow.