Sunrise at 32,000 feet...arriving into the mainland.
10 minutes later.
10 minutes later.
10 minutes later. Good morning, sunshine!
And no, I didn't sleep at all on the way home. It is just one of those things that I can't do in the airplane. I can't read either...the only thing I CAN do is look out the window and keep my eye on the "road". Also, I kept my eyes on this engine because if something happened, there would have been so many things, I could have done to save the aircraft...like panic.
Hello Salt Lake City.
Alex not so happy to be home. Join the gang, buddy!
Carsen still has sleep in his eyes.
It is good to be home...I guess.
3 comments:
I like your blog and your little story.Very cool.
It's never fun to come home from such a beautiful place (especially to dry, icky Utah), but now you can just start planning the next trip back to paradise!:)
Welcome home, glad you didn't have to flap your wings to save everyone else!! Hey it's not so bad here... its finally warm, thanks for bringing the sunshine back!!
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