Monday, August 16, 2010
California, here I come
I leave to visit my aunt and uncle in Chico, CA this afternoon. It's been a few years since I've been on a plane. Today is thundering and lightening, which reminds me of the lightening storm I landed in in Omaha in 1997. The last time I was on a plane, we were going to Pryor, OK to visit my other aunt and uncle and got way laid by a blizzard and re-routed to Branson, MO. What fun that was trying to get a huge 747 to take off from a runway made for turboprops! The turbulence was stomach turning. The best flight I ever had was to Hawaii. Big planes, lots of leg room, good company. I could do that trip again in heartbeat. Some friends and I are talking about doing that next year. I am really amazed that I don't have to go to Denver to get the best airfare. I fly out of town here and connect in Salt Lake. Easy four hour ride both ways. I was initially going to drive, that would've been four days. Now I get more time with Judy and George. We're going to Mt. Lassen and kayaking on the lakes in Chester after a grand touristy tour of Chico. I look very forward to it. Much needed vacation and rest. It has been years in the making.