It’s a pleasure to welcome you to the new Saturday edition of The Morning.
I come to you from the department of Culture and Lifestyle at The Times where, until recently, I wrote the At Home and Away newsletter, which was devoted to helping readers lead full lives during the pandemic. I’m excited to bring you closer to the world of culture, to offer suggestions for how you might spend your time and to contemplate all the wonder and strangeness and possibility of the current moment.
Speaking of wonder and strangeness, I traveled across the U.S. by plane recently, for the first time in two years. I was focused on my destination: waking up someplace else, a window with a new view, vacation and its promise of rest and renewal. The flight itself was an uncomfortable but necessary interlude. I just had to endure it, I thought, to get to the good part.
But I was surprised to find that each dreaded step, from leaving home in the predawn cold for a 7 a.m. flight to passing through security (my mask pulled down briefly for the ID check), from negotiating overhead bin space to picking up the rental car, was, if not exactly fun, then interesting. There was so much to take in — I felt as if I’d been watching the same show for two years and someone just changed the channel.
I found myself recalling that unexpectedly energizing experience while reading my colleague Shane O’Neill’s report on Love Cloud, a Las Vegas company that allows you to charter a private plane for an hour or two in which you can avail yourself of various packages tailored to a romantic dinner, a wedding or an assignation.