This is what I am hoping for on Sunday morning. Clear blue skies with just enough of a breeze to give an airplane good lift so that our luggage will not be left behind due to weight and balance. I am taking off for about two weeks. Going to brave the frantic pace of the lower 48. Crowded airports, milling crowds….traffic. I also will get to see my sisters, so that, in itself, makes it all worthwhile. I’m packed. A novelty for me as I usually am packing the morning of my flight….that must be where my daughter learned the habit.
That is an airplane in the photo, by the way, on final approach. Not a bird. It is a Saab turbo prop with 30 seats. Typically it takes about 3 hours to Anchorage where we will switch to a jet. We can hope for a tailwind, in which case we may make it in 2 hours and 40 minutes or so. If it is a rocking and rolling takeoff, I’m at least hoping that I will be granted a tailwind aloft.
I’ll be checking out all your blogs while I am gone, but am only taking my Kindle Fire, so no posts for me. I guess you can say I will be on vacation.