Saturday, December 25, 2010
Hurtling Through the Sky in a Metal Tube
Or riding up the Congo in the late 19th Century telling Joseph Conrad he can return to Europe by air.
I'm still amazed that we get into these metal tubes and fly 37,000 feet above the trees and rocks and waves. There I was flying over the US West Coast, but lost in Cromwell and Woolsey's England as I read Wolf Hall, while the woman next to me was lost in the Congo reading King Leopold's Ghost.
The sky was rosy above the Chugach as we passed over Prince William sound around 10am.
Seattle was socked in.
But we got to see Pat McGuire's FOOD CHAIN: Silver Salmon and Herring as we went from Terminal D to Terminal C to catch the plane on to LA.
It was great to be picked up by my mom and son. The rain was gone and moon is shining bright. We hooked up with my daughter and her friend for dinner. Good times.
Merry Christmas to all who celebrate it. For the rest, enjoy the time off and I hope you have some family and/or friends nearby and you enjoy your time with them.