Here and there and everywhere!

I should get my pilots license and an airplane. But then I'd miss out on so many airport stories and adventures. It seems I've always got some sort of eventful happenings when I fly. Just last week I flew home from Boston and nearly missed my plane, despite leaving plenty early. I lucked out though, and there was a traffic jam on the way to the airport. I found myself dropping off my rental car as the plane started to board. Amazingly enough I made the flight. I count myself very blessed. Not only that, but my flight landed early and I was able to get onto a connecting flight that was about 15 minutes delayed. That saved me a 2 hour layover in NYC and got me home well before my previous midnight arrival.

Then the next time I flew (2 days later), there was an honor guard escorting some passengers off the plane. I'm not really sure why they were there, but we saw all kinds of police escorts coming and going from the airport as well. It looked to me like a family that got off, and there were what seemed to be some condolences exchanged. It felt more of a sacred event, so I decided that it was not the time for pictures.

I've managed to be a bit all over the map lately. Last week I was in DC, Boston, back in DC, Cleveland, and then Indianapolis - all in 4 days. It's good to be home, though it was a great set of trips. I surprised Abby by going to Cleveland on the way to Indianapolis to see her brother and his family. We had a great time playing with kids and the bug we got in Cleveland. As for the drive to Indy, I have 2 words - satellite radio! It was a great trip - a bit of a whirlwind, but very fun.