Tomorrow I catch a plane at 0-dark-30 to fly into Atlanta. I purchased one of those infamous priceline tickets where you say what you'll pay and if they can find someone to accept the bid they book the flight. Only after the money is spent do you find out the airline and time -- and I believe it could be proven using the scientific method that the lower you bid, the worse flight time you get. I think I've used the service 4 or 5 times and each ticket had me leaving before 7 in the am. And let's face it, four or five pieces of evidence is enough to get my theory listed in many high school textbooks... ;)

I'm leaving my old less-and-less trusty laptop here in Bertha so, unless I find a handy internet cafe, I won't be posting again until I hook up with my parents in Frankfurt. If all our planes are on time I might post there, if not I'll post from Tel Aviv.

And finally, a word about the Middle Eastern Chatchke contest. I'm telling you, I've already hooked you up for some wicked cool items. For instance, the picture on the left of a silver, hand-crafted necklace from Jordan. This is one of the prizes you too could be eligible to win for the simple task of running over to amazon and writing a review of my book. You will, of course, have to have read the book ahead of time, but I'll be gone for almost a month so that should give you plenty of time to order a copy, read it, and write a quick review! :p