Yesterday, Day One.

March 7^th

 Got up, finished packing, went to the airpoart early. Had a quick flight to Seattle, upgraded to first class for the Seattle to Dallas leg for $100. I usually try to recoup this in wine, but kept that urge for thrift under wraps.  Uneventful, really, the whole thing.  Noted a first class passenger in first row smack his seat-mate briskly to wake him to reset the seatback. He then got up to get his bag from overhead, and he was wearing sweatpants!  I could see his undies and his belling peeking from under a fuzzy comfy shirt! Like traveling on an airplane is much like having the flu and staying at home sipping juice and having mom bring you a grilled cheese sandwich and you get to nap and watch tv all day.

That's fancy pants getting his luggage off the carosel. Note the fab backpack, carhart jacket, hoody, plus sweat pants and walking shoes! He’s ready for anything!  The princess in the background was laughing giddily all the way up to the point where she starting peeing on his city hikers.

 

The taxi driver was too blind to read maps or to see and discern road signs. I wanted to tell him to find another line of work, but then I couldn’t think of a really good alternate job for him that didn’t require good vision. I know there are many, but I was operating with marginal time, and was trying to navigate out of the airport to a RV park from the back seat using hunches and my iPhone’s mapping feature. 

 

Mom and dad met me at the entrance to the RV park, and we flummoxed one of the old-timer gate gaurds by refusing the ride on the golf cart. I love how much Mom and Dad choose to walk. They are walkers!

Mom noted that no one was out at the campground. It was a beautiful night, warm with a breeze, and we sat watching and counting airplanes coming in to land some 7 miles away.   It seems everyone else was in their rigs watching t.v.

Mom asked sardonically “now why would you be inside when you could be outside counting airplanes?”.

 

Dad had a little trouble with getting the awning put back. And was pleasantly surprised several times that I was going to be with them the rest of the trip. How nice to get that treat over and over!