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Yesterday Queen Elizabeth II helped celebrate the opening of Heathrow's newest terminal, an $8.7 billion structure that is now the largest free-standing building in Britain. "My warmest congratulations go to everyone who has worked on this highly impressive building; it embodies many achievements of which you can be rightly proud," she said.

The terminal will be used exclusively by British Airways, whose shareholders footed the bill for this massive project. Proponents of the airport expansion say that the new terminal, which will first be used by passengers on March 27, will allow passengers to move more quickly through check-in and security. Environmentalists and other critics of the project say the new terminal will lead to more flights and more pollution. Which, of course, it will.

In other news, British Airways says they're modifying their security procedure to coincide with the introduction of the new terminal. Passengers who don't arrive at the airport at least 35 minutes before their flight is scheduled to take off will be stopped at security checkpoints and forced to re-book, instead of being allowed to run for the gate Home-Alone-style.

More here.

Last week I accomplished something every pilot dreads. Every nine months we have to go down to Dallas for recurrent training. The FAA lays out its mandates for airline recurrent training and the specific airlines design their courses around these requirements. It seems like every year they're adding more and more subjects that need to be covered. Whether it's in the classroom or in the simulator, there's a lot of information packed into the four days.

Fortunately I was scheduled to fly down the day before which makes it easier to get a good nights sleep. This extra sleep helps me stay awake during some of the required classroom training which isn't that exhilarating. There's just no way to jazz up a course on hazardous materials paperwork or the proper use of a halon fire extinguisher.

The hotel was very basic and included a view of the roller coasters from the Six Flags over Texas amusement park. I think they're shut down during the winter, though. The free continental breakfast and WiFi made it easy to overlook any other shortcomings of the hotel.

The training lasts four days and includes two days of ground school and two days of simulator training.

Day 1 - International School

There were only six of us in a classroom that seats 30 people on the first day, in which we covered international flying for 4 1/2 hours. The instructor reviewed the procedural differences in flying across the Atlantic versus the Pacific and touched on some of the requirements for flying over the North Pole, even though it's unlikely the airplane I fly will ever go in that direction. The class also covered flying in South America which we'll hopefully see more of from our Boston base. After class it was time to go back to the hotel and study some more for the next day.

There are high hopes in Ferndale, Michigan. Opposite to Shaun Clancy of Foley's Pub and Restaurant in Manhattan who is loathe to hear "Danny Boy" in March, A.J. O'Neil, owner of A.J. Café, has been hustling to get enough folks together to break the Guinness Book of World Records in a "Danny Boy" singing/playing the song marathon for a St. Patrick Day first.

Here's how it will work. Starting at 3 p.m. today, various musicians will take turns belting out the lyrics or playing the tune "Danny Boy." The goal is to have the singing and playing go non-stop for 50 hours. The end point is March 17 at about 5 p.m. [see article] The marathon is also a fundraiser. Gleaners Community Food Bank, Ferndale Youth Assistance, St. Patrick Senior Center in Detroit and Detroit Together Men's Chorus will benefit from the proceeds. Ah, creativity at its finest.

A few days ago, 600 people had signed up to participate but a few hundred more were needed. Folks can rap, sing, play an instrument, whistle, hum, whatever it takes to keep the song going over and over and over again.

I hope Mr. O'Neil still likes "Danny Boy" once this marathon is over. I'm sure he'll know the words. Let's hope he has the luck of the Irish and gets the record for his efforts.

Every once in a while, I like to head over to the website of North Korea's state-run news agency to see what propaganda they're currently feeding their unsuspecting populace. Here are a couple headlines and stories I've found:

"Kim Jong Il Praised As Most Famous Person of World"

The U.S. magazine "Time" praised him as the most outstanding statesman among the world's famous politicians in 2004 and an excellent leader in 2006. And this year it listed him as the leader who has the biggest influence on the change of the world and the best reputed leader in the world.

"Scientific Successes in Growing Kimjongilia in DPRK"

Scientists of the DPRK have gained lots of successes in deep-going scientific researches for growing Kimjongilia, the immortal flower admired by all the people, more beautifully over the last 20 years since a newly cultured flower was named Kimjongilia.

"U.S. and S. Korean Warmongers' Saber Rattling Under Fire"

The U.S. has insisted the recent joint military exercises were of "defensive nature" though they involved adventurous plays with fire aimed at vitiating the peaceful atmosphere on the Korean Peninsula and bringing a nuclear war disaster to the Korean nation. This is like burying its head ostrich-like in the sand... The U.S. and South Korean trigger-happy forces have always watched for a chance to invade the DPRK.

Unsurprisingly, a recurring theme emerges after a brief look through the "news" agency's archive: Kim Jong Il is universally admired and beloved, except by the war-mongering United States and its sycophantic ally, South Korea.

For more on this hermit kingdom, check out Neil Woodburn's series, "Infiltrating North Korea."

Located in Amsterdam, the Sandton Hotel de Filosoof (Philosopher's Hotel) is one of the more high-minded theme hotels in the world. The thirty-eight rooms are all dedicated to well-known philosophers, including Nietzsche, Spinoza, Confucius, and Thoreau (pictured).

The Thomas Hobbes room, I've heard, is a little "nasty", while Plato's room apparently has a lamp and a wall for perfect for making shadow puppets. Socrates' room looks nice in the photos, but I'd avoid sampling any leftover drinks you find. Kudos to you if you got those references.

Check out some of the rooms here.

[Hat tip: Tyler Cowen]

Is anyone else out there running a spring fever? Even though the ground is still snow-covered, the effect of the bright sun -- finally rising higher in they sky up here -- makes everything that much brighter. So even though it's currently 22 degrees, I'm ready to put on a t-shirt start gardening.

But since those aren't really options, how about I bring you a taste of last week's posts?

• We got a new blogger yesterday! Please welcome Jeremy Kressmann to the fold. His inaugural post covers the dilemma of portable stereos, and he offers a solution to the poor sound that travel speakers emit.
  
• Anna covered one of my favorite travel activities: knitting. It's not just for grandmas, and it's a great way to meet locals.
  
• Justin posted a great photo of the oddest (and oddly comfortable-looking) airplane sleeping position I've seen. If it didn't involve burying my face where other's derrieres have been, I might consider trying it.
  
• As Kelsey headed south of the border, she offered some tips for driving and surviving in Mexico.
  
• Aaron offered up his biggest traveling mistakes, in the hopes that you can learn from them. (Hint: don't lose your passport).
  

That's all! Happy Friday.

It's easy to become a wine snob if you've ever lived in France. The thing that irks me the most is calling all various kinds of sparkling wine "champagne." In France, only bottles that are produced in the Champagne region can be graced with the term that has become synonymous with luxury; anything else is just plain old vin pétillant, or sparkling wine.

But in a global society, even a stubborn Frenchman can only stick to his traditions for so long. Last year exports of French champagne bottles hit a record 150.9 million bottles and the growing global demand for champagne is forcing France to expand the region to include another 40 villages; just so the country can produce more bottles classified under the same name.

Wine experts from the Institut national de l'origine et de la qualité (INAO) have been debating on expanding the boundaries of the region for quite some time now. On Thursday a meeting was set to decide which villages should be included in the region, but a final decision -- which will need to be made at the national level -- will not be reached until 2009.

If I owned a vineyard, I would certainly be crossing my fingers. "If your vines fall on the wrong side of the divide, they will be worth 5,000 euros ($7,800; £3,800) a hectare," said Gilles Flutet of the INAO, as quoted by the BBC. "On the other side they will be worth 1 million euros."

It may seem strange to have to expand the physical region instead of just placing a champagne label on other bottles of sparkling wine from around the country, but then again, c'est la France and wine is much more than a drink; it's a way of life.

When it comes to choosing a place to live abroad, we all know the Scandinavian countries have it made. The standard of living is high, upper education is subsidized and everyone seems to have a job and a nice living situation. But all of this comes at a price; it's called taxes.

Sweden has long been known for its high taxes, the highest in the world in fact. But Denmark recently beat out it's northern neighbor for first place according to Danish newspaper Dagbladet Børsen (a daily business and finance paper). Based on a figure giving by tax authorities in both countries, the Danes have the highest tax burden in the world at 48.4%, compared to the 47.8% that Swedes pay. As an interesting side note, Swedish and Danish salaries are paid in krona and krone; both countries still use their own currencies instead of the euro.

Although the percentages for taxes may seem high for those of us that don't live in more socialized countries, the Scandinavians certainly aren't feeling an economic burden; the standards of living in these countries is quite high. In the most recent United Nations Human Development Index, Finland, Iceland, Denmark, Norway and Sweden were all ranked in the top 15. Add to that government structures that provide for universal health care and paying near 50% for taxes seems to make a little more sense. Health care, Volvos, vikings, IKEA and moose; who wouldn't want to live there?

With the controversial Heathrow Terminal 5 getting ready to hit the spotlight, the question on the minds of thousands of travelers is: What actually makes a good airport?

BBC thinks it is the following five attributes:

1. Signage
2. Building design
3. Transport links
4. No queues
5. Retail

In general, people are skeptical that Heathrow will ever be able to accomplish all of those (even with the $8.5 billion Terminal 5). The model airport? Simon Calder, Independent's travel editor, says: Marseilles.

In a few hours, I am embarking on the kind of do-gooder journey Rick Steves is not too fond of. I'm heading to Mexico to build houses with my daughter and a gaggle of teenagers (and adult tag-a-longs like me) who hail from a mostly affluent suburb of Columbus. I don't hail from this neighborhood, but the trip appealed to me for a couple of reasons.

My daughter is at the age where there is a fierce interplay between popular culture, peers and parents. Before she gets much further on this journey, I figure a dose of helping others couldn't hurt. Plus, we spend most of our days busy. It's easy to fall into a barking mode of "What did you eat for breakfast?" "Pick up your room," and "Get off the phone." She is a Houdini and could disappear for hours into her room if we let her.

The opportunity for the two of us to go on a trip without the two men in our lives (husband-dad, son-brother) was one to take. Sometimes it's hard to justify a solo trip without a darned good reason. Helping out folks by building them a house seems like a good justification to head out of the country for a little while. Sharing an experience that I'm hoping we both carry with us, particularly through the next three years before she graduates from high school, is a huge plus.

As trips go, I don't know what to expect with this one. I haven't thought much further than spending time with my daughter, but only have a vague idea of what this might look like. We're packed. Like Rick Steves, I wonder if this house building endeavor is a band-aid approach to the world's woes at best, and a way for those of us who have more than most to not feel guilty about it. We can build a house in Mexico and feel better, but not have to change much once we return. Given my life at this point, this is about what I can do. I'll keep my eyes open, though, and see what's what. Considering that this is spring break for most of these teens, there are some who might have chosen something less physical than wielding a hammer while trying not to smash ones thumb. They could have headed to a beach in Cancun. I'll let you know what I think about these do-gooder ways once the house is built.