Okay, so what did my flight from Seattle to Phoenix last night have in common with this aircraft?

We both arrived in Phoenix at about the same time. He was 20 minutes behind me.

I knew you’d be soooooo impressed.

I’m not sure if it was all because of “security” concerns (and there was a slew of motorcycle cops, cops in cars, cops on foot, and whatever all hovering around the executive GAO terminal where the Prez was apparently going to make his exit) — but from touchdown to gate arrival took us 14 minutes.

Granted, there does seem to be a lot of apron and taxiway construction work going on at PHX as well.

But this was ridiculous. We could have taxied to Scottsdale in the same amount of time it took us to get to the gate. It seemed to me we went around in a huge circle.

Flight from Seattle to PHX was fine. Was in a bulkhead seat. We were more than a half hour late taking off though. According to the pilot on Alaska Airlines, “We have a small problem — a burned out light bulb that can only be replaced using a special tool that only a mechanic can use.”

I thought that was kind of amusing.

Other than that — the flight was uneventful — except for the spectacular sunset last night.

For PBB subscribers, we should post this week’s issue late tomorrow. (Remember too that I’m on left coast time this week.)

I’ll keep you posted. Literally.