I’m sitting at the airport with an hour to wait before boarding the first leg of my journey to Toronto. I distinctly remember swearing off red-eye flights but I seem to keep taking them. When I was younger, I choose red-eyes because of cost. Now I am selecting them because of scheduling.
I am traveling to the 48th AMATYC Annual conference. I would like to have arrived today but that would entail cancelling my class. I didn’t want to do that to my students. And I didn’t want to travel east on Thursday, missing an entire day of presentations. So here I am at 10 pm waiting to grab a few hours sleep onboard before attempting to meaningfully participate tomorrow.
I hope my student appreciate the sacrifice I am making on their behalf. Wish me luck.
Math in the Time of Corona 