Window seat a good choice:
I saw a pod of dolphins from my window while flying over SF!!!!
I was just thinking how we were flying close enough to the ocean that I could see animals, so I started hoping that I’d catch a glimpse of something and boom!
Dozens of dorsal fins fanning out in waves.

I made a discovery:
It occurred to me today (as I have the feeling it may have before) that the ice cubes that they give you on the plane are cylindrical and seem to have a hole going through the middle that might be there to prevent choking, and immediately upon having this thought I tested my theory by suddenly and accidentally inhaling one.
The good news is that I was right, and spent the next few seconds trying to discretely hack up an ice-tube back into my cup.
One more reason to feel safe on the plane.

Coming down is the hardest part:
I became extremely and inexplicably nauseated each time we landed. Really, it was so bad that I was talking to myself.
The last time I used that much mental focus convincing myself that I felt fine was the “whale watching” adventure, better known to all participants as “the puke ride”. At some point during the descent I tried to casually rummage for a puke bag While convincing myself that I was fine. (it’s totally cool, I’m just gonna get this cause I like bags. Nothing is wrong.) My bag came with uneaten loose cheerios in the bottom. Not sure if this is standard.
I did manage to make it off the plane, and through the car ride home, and so far so good. Success! i’m getting better at this.

It’s good to be home.