“As we fly over the endless layers of mountains, deserts, rivers and plains, I can’t help but be exceedingly impressed. Now, as I pass over yet another category of America, I am able to add to the list of places I have seen. Never before has the endlessness of flying seemed so fascinating. Ankh! How beautiful it is above the clouds.”
This is what I said the first time we traveled this week. That trip was long enough, but we have to catch several flights for this trip home, and in addition we have to wait a long time in between. Also, we are very tired, because we woke up early to pack and leave. When we flew in, we flew into the Palm Springs airport, which was literally five minutes from our condo. But, because we purchased our tickets late this year, we had to fly out of LAX, which happened to be two hours away. So, that is how we ended up, at nine o’clock, leaving paradise to go to a far away airport.
Just recently, we said farewell to our dad (who is taking a direct flight) and we hopped on an hour plane ride to San Francisco. On the flight the soda was decent, and Sadie and I got to sit next to each other, but now we are sitting at the airport, (thankfully with wi-fi and internet) doing nothing but blogging. My dear neighbor is blogging on Barnabas’ behalf. We need to be on our flight to our O’Hare in three hours, and we are really just “killing time” as my mom said. Well if we are going to be murderers of time, we might as well have fun!
So we walked around the airport and then boarded our flight. Very simple, no? But the tricky part was that we got home by 1:30 am. Abe was sound asleep, Sadie was a grump, and I just kept working on my book. For now, we’re home from vacation, but we all are recognizing that changes are on the horizon.
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