Quickly....the day was spent in preparing everything for our trip. Included in this list was our alarm system and notifying the local police that we were leaving for a few days.
Other than that.....we had dinner in the city center at Olympic Steakhouse with Dave and Sue......a good hour of conversation and food. She was between classes....as she teaches part time at Mineral Area Community College....and had to be back in class by 6:30.
We will leave here in the middle of the night....needing to check in by 6AM at the STL airport. From the time we leave the garage until we arrive at our hotel.......it will be nothing but hurry here, hurry there....and then wait in lines expecting to be presented with various difficulties.......the difficulties of traveling by plane in this day and age. Shoved, stuffedmergednto already big lines of humans, trying to board with carry-on luggage, stuffing it overhead into bins that are way toooo small and wayyy to full, people becoming angry because they want to get to their seats while you are blocking the aisle as you continue to push and shove your carry-on into that tiny compartment above your seat......and then the wait begins again as you sit there on the tarmac....and then sit there on the taxi-way.....and then once in the air and at the normal altitude, the wait to get to the 2-3 restrooms, the aisle being blocked by the steward trying to serve soft drinks and nasty peanuts, and then about the time you get to the restroom, the little dinger dings and it is a warning of turbulence ahead....and you argue with yourself...can you get your task completed before it gets too rough, or do you go back to your seat and then sit there in misery as the plane bounces around...as your mind thinks about the task uncompleted in the tiny room at the end of the aisle. And then...you land...and everything begins again, only in reverse, as you attempt to get your carry-on out of the compartment with people shoving and getting irritated once again as you struggle with these bags. A quick...if possible....departure out the door, up the jet-ramp...and then a brief stop to check the gate number for the next flt.....running down the concourse to try to make your next plane....and, then....GUESS what??? This whole damn scene starts again as you wait to board, etc., etc., etc.
Are we having fun on this trip yet????????????? When WILL the fun begin??????
Sooo, in 6 hours...we are off to the airport. The next post will be in Puerto Vallarta as I do not have the time to sit and relax in Phoenix......a tight connection between our flts(with carry-on bags to stuff and shove).
And, as always.....
LIFE IS REALLY, REALLY GREAT!!!!!.....And, I hope it is for all of you, also!!
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