Travel day #1
The day started well enough - gorgeous weather and lots of time to get to Vernon, CT. Great tour of Tim's church building and easy ride to the airport. Hartford/Springfield is fairly easy to get around in - and the plane was right on schedule.
But, oh, the price we long legged people pay to fly! No access to the emergency exit row seats - and no leg room in the window seat that I did get. The flight was full to capacity, so no hope of an empty middle seat to ease a bit of the cramped feeling. And so we made the 4 hour flight to Dallas/Fort Worth airport.
This is by far my favorite of any and all airports I have ever visited! And I had a sufficient lay over in which to explore. A great fun external train that moved us easily from terminal to terminal. Lots of pleasant places in which to eat; and so it was that I found myself having a spicy southwestern style sandwich accompanied with an Irish lager - and topped that all of a bit later with a cone of Ben & Jerry's!
The spanish culture is strongly evident here; I feel very much a stranger with a strange accent.
All of the lounge areas actually had comfortable cushioned seating - and arranged in semicircles rather than the usual long lines of plastic seating. All is well.
Then comes the 2nd leg of the journey - again no exit row seat; again no leg room; again a packed flight; again 4 hours of discomfort to get to Portland, OR.
By the time I get to Portland, it is 2 am East Coast time. I am so tired I can't figure out how to open the back door of the 7 passenger van that the rental agency has provided. I just dump my luggage in the back seat and head to Erika's house.
Erika and her sister-in-law Rachel have waited up to greet me (it's only 11 pm their time). Rarely have I ever arrived as tired as I am with this trip. I am SO glad to find my bed!
But, oh, the price we long legged people pay to fly! No access to the emergency exit row seats - and no leg room in the window seat that I did get. The flight was full to capacity, so no hope of an empty middle seat to ease a bit of the cramped feeling. And so we made the 4 hour flight to Dallas/Fort Worth airport.
This is by far my favorite of any and all airports I have ever visited! And I had a sufficient lay over in which to explore. A great fun external train that moved us easily from terminal to terminal. Lots of pleasant places in which to eat; and so it was that I found myself having a spicy southwestern style sandwich accompanied with an Irish lager - and topped that all of a bit later with a cone of Ben & Jerry's!
The spanish culture is strongly evident here; I feel very much a stranger with a strange accent.
All of the lounge areas actually had comfortable cushioned seating - and arranged in semicircles rather than the usual long lines of plastic seating. All is well.
Then comes the 2nd leg of the journey - again no exit row seat; again no leg room; again a packed flight; again 4 hours of discomfort to get to Portland, OR.
By the time I get to Portland, it is 2 am East Coast time. I am so tired I can't figure out how to open the back door of the 7 passenger van that the rental agency has provided. I just dump my luggage in the back seat and head to Erika's house.
Erika and her sister-in-law Rachel have waited up to greet me (it's only 11 pm their time). Rarely have I ever arrived as tired as I am with this trip. I am SO glad to find my bed!
posted by Sharon @ 11:52 AM
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